Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Nine
Ch 39 – The Truck. It was dark, here in the back. Inside the secret compartment of Gill’s 7.5 tonne Mercedes truck. The space was only the depth of an average sized individual. The width [more…]
Satire
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Twelve
Monday It’s a big day today, it’s the State Opening of Parliament, including a Queens Speech and Bozzie has got to look his best. I wonder if he’ll comb his hair? Will the Stinkies try to [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Eight
Joe Malone was arranging his exit from the UK via a People Smuggler he’d met in the cafe. I was just about to seal the deal, when a deep voice from just behind me exclaimed [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Eleven
Monday Up early to go on vermin patrol before Breakfast. I understand Bozzie’s off to visit yet another hospital, this time in a place called Watford. I really don’t know how many hospitals he’s visited [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Seven
The door opened and the Scottish singer emerged. I stared at him in some surprise. He was shorter than my imagination had prepared me for. Also, I hadn’t expected the turban. As he stepped out, [more…]
Biography
So Farewell then John Simon Berkowitz
In the foreplay preceding the election of the new Speaker I had a conversation with a friend regarding the significance and power of this position. He was of the opinion that this was a token [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Ten
Monday Another new week and still a stand-in feeding me, fortunately this one likes the radio on LBC and I can listen to Nick Ferrari while I eat. He had an interview with the Saj [more…]
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…]
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…]