
The Saracen’s Head
s I am a sane and sensible person (honest!!). This isn’t the only time – I’ve had a couple of experiences that I can’t explain. I’m not given to flights of fancy – I swear [more…]
s I am a sane and sensible person (honest!!). This isn’t the only time – I’ve had a couple of experiences that I can’t explain. I’m not given to flights of fancy – I swear [more…]
Here is a short story. It starts on a train and I’m talking to a fellow commuter and it’s set in the time BC – Before Coronavirus….. I really hate mobile phones. There’s no privacy, [more…]
We moved, the wife and I, into this house eleven years ago. It is a prosaic little domicile, having been built in 1990, and it is situated equidistant between the railway station, the hospital and [more…]
Evening flight had been a total loss and the bad weather looked to be closing in fast. Jay the Spaniel cut a piteous figure, highlighted as he was in the feeble light from a head [more…]
James Irving was….Well, even at this early juncture in our story the sources are ambiguous and contradictory. Said to have been a prosperous Liverpudlian businessman, the nature of his business is variously described as a [more…]
There is always much excitement in the yard on the first day of the season. It was Saturday the 1st of November, and a big day for the Hall Farm shoot on the edge of [more…]
It had been dicey over the Big City. The flak had been murderous on the run-in and the radar predicted, master searchlights seemed to have had an unnerving accuracy that night. You could tell the [more…]
This is a tale of what was once my daily commute for a few months during the 70s. Admittedly, not one of the Mogadishu Express to Kings Cross or the hell of the M25 car [more…]
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