by brian | Sep 28, 2026 | Uncategorized
Titch went home with the Subbuteo goalkeeper My Aunty Joan was one of nine which included my Mam. She was the only one that didn’t get married, apparently she had lots wrong with her but nobody talked about it so I didn’t know what. Just like when Nana died and we...
by brian | Sep 27, 2026 | Uncategorized
The upright on the left bore a sign in brown and cream, of the kind directed at tourists. Chapter One January 15th, in the year of our Lord, 1998. Ploubazlanec, Brittany. The battered 2CV Fourgonnette bounced into the village square in Ploubazlanec. The two-cylinder...
by brian | Sep 27, 2026 | Uncategorized
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...
by brian | Sep 25, 2026 | Uncategorized
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...
by brian | Sep 23, 2026 | Uncategorized
“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...
by brian | Sep 20, 2026 | Uncategorized
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...
