Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Forty-Nine
“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…]
Literature
Fiction
The Book of Ruin – Book Two, Ch. One
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…]
Fiction
Némésis – Book 3 Part 6
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…]
Arts
Larry’s Diary Week Twenty Six
Monday A good Monday morning to you all. A lovely bright morning in London, but cold. I nipped out into to the garden before breakfast, you know I hate using the litter tray, and my [more…]
Arts
Postcard from Lille, Part 51
I’m in my room, above my ‘Anglo Philippine’ office, in the Durian building in Davao City, in the wild south of the Philippine Islands. It is siesta time and I’ve been interrupted again, despite barricading [more…]
Arts
Always Worth Saying’s Question Time Review
Question Time 13th February 2020 Panel: Tom Tugendhat (Conservative) Ian Murray (Labour) Joanna Cherry (Scottish National Party) Alex Massie (Journalist) Val McDermid (Author) Venue: Dundee There is such a thing as a ‘dermoid’ cyst. Doctors [more…]
Arts
Sinking the enemy BBC style
When I heard through a third-party that the BBC was planning, and I quote, ‘to sink’ my new book about them I wasn’t that surprised. After all, the theme of ‘The Fake News Factory: Tales [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Forty-Eight
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…]
Fiction
The Book of Ruin – Book One, Ch. Three
“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…]