Winston and the fire warden; part II
March 17, 2013
You’ll remember we had just discovered Winston in Clive’s room. I had come up with a cunning plan to retrieve the troublesome escapee threatening Tom-Tom’s career, and was
Winston and the fire warden; part I
March 8, 2013
To have your case adjourned on Monday morning after having worked through the entire weekend with little or no sleep, is every barrister’s nightmare. Sadly, that was exactly what
Charlotte and the Brothers Grimm; part I
February 25, 2013
Charlotte had attitude and flair. Discreetly gay, but highly intelligent with a wicked sense of humour and a unique dress sense that made eyebrows rise in astonishment and admiration,
The bar fridge, Grimm Friday, and my first brief
February 24, 2013
After countless applications, tedious interviews by imperious floor clerks and intimidating Silks who let you wait for hours, I finally received the phone call I had been dreaming about
Coming Home For Christmas;24 December 1956
February 11, 2013
Winter came early to Austria in 1956. The mountains were hiding in dense fog and a thick blanket of snow covered the countryside. The branches of the pine trees groaned
Whatever happened to my Olivetti?
November 21, 2012
Like most writers, I have fond memories of my first typewriter. It was a portable Olivetti, the ant’s pants of its day at the cutting edge of technology. It looked
Winston and the fire warden; part II
March 17, 2013
You’ll remember we had just discovered Winston in Clive’s room. I had come up with a cunning plan to retrieve the troublesome escapee
Winston and the fire warden; part I
March 8, 2013
To have your case adjourned on Monday morning after having worked through the entire weekend with little or no sleep, is every barrister’s nightmare.
Charlotte and the Brothers Grimm; part I
February 25, 2013
Charlotte had attitude and flair. Discreetly gay, but highly intelligent with a wicked sense of humour and a unique dress sense that made eyebrows
The bar fridge, Grimm Friday, and my first brief
February 24, 2013
After countless applications, tedious interviews by imperious floor clerks and intimidating Silks who let you wait for hours, I finally received the phone call
Coming Home For Christmas;24 December 1956
February 11, 2013
Winter came early to Austria in 1956. The mountains were hiding in dense fog and a thick blanket of snow covered the countryside. The branches
Whatever happened to my Olivetti?
November 21, 2012
Like most writers, I have fond memories of my first typewriter. It was a portable Olivetti, the ant’s pants of its day at the cutting
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