Spirits: Chapter Seven.

The battered 2CV Fourgonnette bounced into the village square in Ploubazlanec. Jim made for the public library, with the intention of pulling together the leads he had on Marguerita. There were two, the museum and her Christian name. The academic lead had been...

Spirits: Chapter Five.

My name is Araki Yukio. I was the youngest member of the Divine Wind Special Attack Unit. Jim woke without the usual post alcohol fug. For the first time in many months, he could think clearly. His first thought was food, a nice bowl of oatmeal with honey and...

Spirits: Chapter Four

“Jordan Retro Family Affairs. They’ve taken a dip in the market. Is that why you’re out in them?” Jim wiped his eyes and packed away his things. He left the library and headed for the Metro station. A day in town had suddenly lost its attraction. Approaching...

Spirits: Chapter Three

Jim took out his laptop and selected the search engine. He typed “War in Yemen” on the search bar. “Wait, I don’t know anything about you. Do you study here? Newcastle or Northumbria? What is your major?” Jim was clutching at straws as she got up and nodded to...

Long COVID:

…my personal battle with the little spikey guy… Memories come flooding back of those dark days of 19th – 29th April 2020. The period when I had my personal battle with the little spikey guy who was to become synonymous with that annus horribilis. As...