Category Archives: Whimsy

Sleep 7/2

Has been an awkward bugger of late. Catching me in the chair, it lets me doze until bedtime. Then it lulls me into a false security til 1am, when it leaves. It has been doing that all week. To say that I am tired is an understatement. I am knackered. Bereft of life. Zombie walking […]

off piste 31/1

After the “fire” of yesterday’s post, I was supposed to be writing about  the things I had to leave behind, but as I live on a boat in a minimalist kind of life style, I didn’t think there was  lot of mileage in writing about pots and pans. So I’ve gone off piste. This post […]

Breaking the Law 20/1

My name is Charles Carter. I am a police officer in Her Majesty’s Constabulary. For the last fifteen years, I have been certain that a local East End pawnbroker – one Mordecai Gold – is more than a simple business man, working out of a jeweler’s shop on Fournier Street. To the man in the […]

November 28

Dear Earworm

Please don’t get me wrong. I quite like the songs from the musical On A Clear Day You Can See Forever.’ But surely after a month, you’re as tired of Barbara Streisand as I am?

October 22

October Holiday: 2

Yesterday we were not where I expected to be. But sometimes it’s necessary to make the best of a bad job. And the Haycock hotel is always good for recharging the creative batteries. This weekend proved no different I always knew I had multiple murders. After Midsomer, it’s de riguer. But after a day here, […]

October Holiday: 1

A half term is a short and easy to manage challenge, 7 posts in 7 days. It is a challenge I shall relish. With the boat due in the water Monday , there maybe an overtly nautical/maritime theme. Only time will tell…

Lying Earworm

Dear Earworm, Not only is your current obsession not a song; it’s also factually incorrect. There IS such a thing as a Gruffalo. So cease and desist immediately. That is all Sarah