Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty
I could see a church spire up ahead. Excellent, I thought, as I made my way along the street towards the church. I stopped across the road to observe the place for a moment. “The [more…]
Satire
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Three
Monday Another week and Brexit is still all I’m hearing as I get stuck into my Breakfast (not sure what this is, I suspect it might be some cheapo stuff from Lidil as they had [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Twenty-Nine
Joe Malone has escaped a police raid on his office in The Swarbrick building. He only just made it out, and away across the city. Ch 29 – Malone makes the news. I was sitting [more…]
21st Century
Larry’s Diary Week Two
Monday No more talk of getting a Dog to report, I can only hope they have shelved the idea. I will be extra nice to the Blonde and his female for the next few days [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Twenty-Eight
Then he saw me. The Assault team policeman was facing towards me, and was higher up on the stairs. While the others had had their backs to me and from their position, couldn’t see down [more…]
Literature
Larry’s Diary Week One
Tuesday Now that that nasty old woman has decided to go I’ve made up my mind to start recording my thoughts on living in Downing Street with the new residents. You might have noticed that I [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Twenty-Seven
Private Investigator Joe Malone has discovered a body, crushed in the basement of his office building. The body is identifiable as missing Lord, Politician. Campaigner, remainer and husband, Marmon-Herrington Bixby. As Malone pondered what to [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Twenty-Six
Private Investigator Joe Malone is down in the basement of his office building. Checking on a strange noise. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw an even bigger safety code violation. A waste [more…]
Fiction
Winnie the Pooh Goes to Sea
Wol, while out on one of his evening wing-stretches, was somewhat startled to see Pooh apparently afflicted with St Vitus’ Dance, reeling around the meadow adjacent to the Wood, singing sea shanties. He also seemed [more…]