Lords and Ladies, Part Five
‘Pull those ropes tighter, damn your eyes,’ raved Boggart, stalking feverishly up and down in front of the contenders, ‘I want this net to be as taut as a camel’s arse in a sandstorm.’ A [more…]
‘Pull those ropes tighter, damn your eyes,’ raved Boggart, stalking feverishly up and down in front of the contenders, ‘I want this net to be as taut as a camel’s arse in a sandstorm.’ A [more…]
Mum, Dad, Big Brother and I were off to stay with my aunt and uncle in a small Yorkshire village for Christmas. I had passed my driving test about a year earlier and was to [more…]
“[Johnson had] the utter inability to comprehend the questions of morality or ethics raised by his actions, an utter inability to feel that there was even a possibility that he had violated accepted standards of [more…]
I was able to reach a conclusion on the most suitable hull material and shape for my yacht based mainly on what may be called desk research – reading books and magazines. To some extent [more…]
Chapter 38 – Epilogue One I will instruct my sorrows to be proud; for grief is proud, and makes his owner stoop. William Shakespeare The RSM who had told Edge: “I have a feeling that [more…]
Monday Morning cat lovers. Bit grey, misty and grotty again, but at least it’s dry! Big news to report this morning. My favourite cat treats lady was working yesterday and I went to say hello [more…]
The four of us are standing outside a storm-lashed and deserted British High Commission on Napier Road, Tanglin. It is just shy of 1am. Singapore’s Diplomatic Corps are weather trapped at the High Commissioner’s social, [more…]
Question Time 10th December 2020 Panel: Robert Buckland (Conservative) Wes Streeting (Labour) Malcolm Turnbull (Former Australian PM) Julia Hartley-Brewer (Broadcaster) Anand Menon (Politics professor) Venue: Chelmsford Firstly, your humble author your award-winning author must thank [more…]
Boggart paced deliberately back and forth in front of ginger bigfoot, birthmark Joe and trembling Theresa, peering coldly into their eyes at each pass. Perspiration oozed from the collar of his scabious headdress as he [more…]
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