Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Six
The screen was replaying the police chief, McCarey’s, earlier conference. But now my face was clearly visible in an inset on the screen. With Joe Malone underneath as a caption. I had been named. I [more…]
Satire
Fiction
Ex-Liberals: Rosie and Gideon’s Caravan
Before embarking on this new story, I want to thank all Puffins for awarding me a prize in the June Competition. It is too much honour to bestow on an old bat like me holed [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Nine, Animal Prison
Monday I had a lovely day yesterday, it was so nice and peaceful here in Downing Street with Bozzie and the Otter away. I didn’t see Dilyn all day, I wonder if he is in [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Five
Ch 35 – Deer Stalker. The sun was well up now. Nina’s Novazyanka had taken me out. I had slept for more than two hours, that was for sure. Leo’s phone said 1.01pm. I tried [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Eight
Monday Unlike my prediction on Saturday, yesterday was reasonably peaceful here at Number 10. The only thing worth mentioning was that David Cameron is stirring it up again in the Sunday papers. Everyone hates a [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Four
I set the screen lock to ‘none’ and the timer to one hour. Ate a handful of peanuts. Drank a half a glass of the water and curled up on the chair with the red [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Seven
Monday Up very early this morning as Dilyn was yapping in that strange Welsh accent of his, wanting to be let out. It suited Bozzie as he was off to Dublin to meet the Teashop [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Three
The door opened and a big man in a bad suit came out. “Hello Leo,” I said to him. “Well, well,” he said back. “Joe Malone. I thought I told you not to come round [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Six
Monday Forget all this Brexit stuff, the big news of the weekend was that it looks like Bozzie Bear and the Little Otter have adopted a rescue dog. Not any old rescue dog, but a [more…]