Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Two, Chapter Four
Jinnie woke with a start and looking round the bedroom it took her a moment or two to remember where she was. She leant over to the bedside table and put on her new digital [more…]
Jinnie’s Story
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Two, Chapter Three
Following Dirk’s explanation of his injuries, escape from Germany and new position as a recruiter for the SIS, Jinnie wanted to know why he was telling her and how he knew she was starting a [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Two, Chapter Two
Professor Dirk Scholz asked politely if he could sit down. Jinnie saw he was standing awkwardly and said, “Yes, of course.” Dirk put both his crutches into one hand, pulled out a chair with the [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Two, Chapter One
Jinnie parked her very nearly brand new British Motors Mini in a free slot outside the main building of Fitzwilliam college, close to a sign pointing her to reception. She was early, her designated time [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story, Chapter Twenty Two
Jinnie and Penny entered King Charles the Martyr Church in Mutton Lane, Potters Bar. Jinnie shivered, despite it being a pleasant sunny early June day, the brick-built church felt chilly. But then maybe it was [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story, Chapter Twenty One
Joey’s Challenger 2 trundled down Potters Bar High Street followed by the other two tanks of his troop and the mixed bag of APCs and IFVs. Quite a lot of people were lining the pavements [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story, Chapter Twenty
Colour Sergeant Jones and his troop now had full fuel tanks on their Challenger 2s, thanks to the friendly farmer. Looking at his GPS navigation computer it told him that he had enough, not just [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story, Chapter Nineteen
The weather in January had been better than normal for the time of year and this had helped the allied forces attack. But in the middle of February a cold spell had rolled in, snow [more…]
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Jinnie’s Story, Chapter Eighteen
It was less than 30 minutes later that the large Deutsche Gas van pulled up on the other side of the green in front of the Walsh’s home. Three of the biggest burliest gas fitters [more…]