Short stories
When Jim Montrose turned the key in the lock of his front door he knew instantly that something was wrong. His sixth sense screamed at him to turn around but he entered anyway. At that moment it was too late to abort and too early to know. Jim Christopher Montrose, the moonlighting accountant, dangled on a flimsy tightrope between the safety of escape and the...
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Thoughts
Well I’m sorry to say that I have been prompted to write this post following yet another visit to put rubbish in the bin. (see Plastic Pots, Potato Peelings and Pearls posted on the fifth of September) The Prime Minister has spoken recently about tackling the threat posed by that traditional symbol of the British seaside, the friendly neighbourhood seagull. His remarks follow murderous attacks...
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