Those still shedding tears over our departure from the EU invariably refer to the success of the EU in healing post-WW2 wounds and keeping peace in Europe for 75 years. By the same token they [more…]
I moved down the final steps of the staircase and went across to him. “Hello Lord Bixby. I’m with Russian Meerkats Life Insurance. I’m here about a fraudulent sudden death claim.” His eyes showed that [more…]
Featured image: Images by Eddie, Thomas Steffan, Compadre Edua’h and Carl Lender. Compilation by KPFC based on the idea of Fronteira. [CC BY-SA] Happy Brexit Day. Swiss Bob
I wanted some answers. I wanted some answers right now. And people in this house were going to give them to me. Lady Vanessa, for one. Ch 46 – Honey, I’m Home! I stood up [more…]
It was then that I realised that this wasn’t old medical data at all. It was current data. It was now. Real-time live. And Lord Bixby had just moved from a steady fifteen, to a [more…]
Ch 44 – “The Medi-Doctor will see you now.” The Med-Doc looked like a good one. It was a bathroom cabinet sized wall mounted unit with various tubes and pumps coming from it. A fixed [more…]
I let the breath I’d been holding go and pulled the handle right down and towards me and door opened and the alarm bells rang like a fire engine. Ch 43 – Dark, Warm, Soft [more…]
I only knew I was cold. And aching. And had a king size headache. I’d like a good rest in Lady Bixby’s emperor sized bed. Preferably resting my head on her chest. Even if she [more…]
Ch 41 – A walk in the moonlight. “Where are we?” I asked Gill. He was resealing his ‘passengers’ back into the thin, false container. Screwing the aluminium into place with a hand drill. I’d [more…]
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