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Joe Malone, Part Sixty

5th May 2020 Going Postal 0

Ch 60 – Imperial Leather. Rich and creamy. The water felt very good. I allowed it power down on my scalp and the back of my neck. The jets massaging the muscles. It helped ease [more…]

I’ve been talking to people, way more than I would ever talk to them, people are fine in short bursts, fifteen or twenty minutes is usually enough but in this wonderful, whacky world of lock-down-in-up [more…]

Larry’s Diary Week Thirty Seven

3rd May 2020 Going Postal 0

Monday What a lovely day yesterday; the sun got a bit too warm for me and I had to retreat from the windowsill to sleep on Bozzie’s office chair, well he isn’t using it just [more…]

Joe Malone, Part Fifty-Nine

28th April 2020 Going Postal 0

What we are going to do, is you are going to telephone the BBC. Then we are all going to head to the BBC studios and get you onto the television. You’re going to be [more…]

Larry’s Diary Week Thirty Six

26th April 2020 Going Postal 0

Monday Well, it’s Monday again and I’d like to say I had a quite weekend, what with the Little Otter and the Mutt being at Chequers, but it’s pretty busy here now it’s 24 hour [more…]

Joe Malone, Part Fifty-Eight

21st April 2020 Going Postal 0

I put my bad arm around Marmon’s throat. Cutting off his mumblings and pulled him very close. My good hand was getting the Beretta out. we were going to have a little stand-off. I’d react [more…]

Larry’s Diary Week Thirty Five

19th April 2020 Going Postal 0

Monday Morning all and what a lovely sunny morning it is. I managed to get some window sill snoozing in over the weekend, the sun was warm, but in truth it was a bit manic [more…]

The Great Confinement

15th April 2020 Going Postal 0

Of all tyrannies, a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It would be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. C.S. Lewis Greetings [more…]

Joe Malone, Part Fifty-Seven

14th April 2020 Going Postal 0

Then I saw that almost concealed between the two uniformed officers had been Vanessa. Her slight frame easily masked by their bigger bulk. They all reached the car at the same time as a single [more…]