Ad Dumayr Syria 21st February 2018 Daffi Hashmi was sitting in the café, drinking strong coffee and smoking, which was generally disapproved of, but none of the other patrons thought to question him. The windows [more…]
Normally in book reviews, the reviewer will attempt to outline the plot and genre of the work without giving too much of the game away. To do so in this instance, would be no easy [more…]
“Just one thing?” I asked of Sir Alan. “How does this scenario end up with Lord Bixby murdered in my office building?” “There was some news. We had advanced warning that something was going to [more…]
BOOK TWO, THE DOINGS OF A MADMAN Thin, ragged children skip and tumble, chanting: “Ring a ring a mortgages A pocketful a credit cards Re-Cession, De-Pression We all fall down.” Others, having shared a nest [more…]
Ad Dumayr Syria 18th February 2018 Ripley woke early and cuddled into the still sleeping James. There really wasn’t much room for two of them in the sleeping bag, but she was glad of the [more…]
So we all sipped our drinks. And stared at each other and said nothing. Until I decided that seeing as I had the gun, I should probably lead the discussion. So I said to Sir [more…]
“And Gordon fell in with Kinnockio the Clown and Blair the Grinning Butcher and Imelda the Greedy Scouse Gob and was at once at home among them for they were all useless, idle, thieving cunts……” [more…]
RAF Akrotiri and Syria 17/18th February 2018 Phillips had been looking for Cécile, driving around the large base in a Land Rover he had borrowed from the RAF Police Flight. He had tried the beaches, [more…]
I moved down the final steps of the staircase and went across to him. “Hello Lord Bixby. I’m with Russian Meerkats Life Insurance. I’m here about a fraudulent sudden death claim.” His eyes showed that [more…]
Copyright © 2026 | MH Magazine WordPress Theme by MH Themes