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War Crimes Chapter 22 – SERE
Chapter 22 – SERE The Nimrod MR4A had been replaced by a USAF Rivet Joint flying out of Incirlik in Turkey. The updated Boeing 707 was in a gentle holding pattern, 35,000 feet above Falluja. [more…]
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20th Century
Car Review: Renault Type AI Sport CT
It was after the third accident in the pony trap going down Pitsford Hill that my wife said to me, ‘We really ought to buy a motor car. After all, this is 1910 and we [more…]
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War Crimes Chapter 21 – The Loadmaster’s Story
Chapter 21 – The Loadmaster’s Story The aircraft movements woke him again, specifically a Nimrod MR4A blasting off at 10:00 hrs to commence its eighteen hour patrol, hoovering up electronic intelligence with its 90 antennae. [more…]
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War Crimes Chapter 20 – The Loadmaster’s Story
Chapter 20 – The Loadmaster’s Story Gilmore woke up around 12:00 because he was too hot and the continual aircraft movements made sleep impossible. He went to the ablutions corimec and pampered himself with an [more…]
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War Crimes Chapter 19 – The RAF Loadmaster’s Story
War Crimes Chapter 19 Son of a gun You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht Your hat strategically dipped below one eye Your scarf it was apricot You had one [more…]
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Joe Malone, Part Seventy
Ch 70 – Taking back control. Sandra Batkawayo was waiting for me outside the door. “The studio is this way, Mister Malone.” He began striding off down the deep piled corridor. He was a big [more…]
19th Century
I never meant to write a novel
Today A Bear’s Diary is published as a hardback. It has been available as an ebook for a couple of months. It’s a shortish novel at 65,000 words, decorated with old engravings which give it [more…]
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War Crimes Chapter 18 – The Long Shot
War Crimes Chapter 18 Just before midnight on a late October evening in 2005, a Puma helicopter took off from Basra Air Station and headed north. The aircraft showed no lights, a contrast to the [more…]
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Joe Malone, Part Sixty-Nine
“Vanessa too, Bixby. She will go to prison as well.” He looked back to where she was still seated. She was watching us both. Puzzled by why we had seemed to argue over nothing at [more…]