The flag fluttered, dancing in the gentle breeze that wound its way through the multi-coloured tents. Billowing fabrics in red
Josie added shivering and moaning to her whimpering and I found myself starting to regret agreeing. I had thought it folly to begin with, b…
The thud of the key turning in the lock sent Clara further down into her chair, as the hinges creaked to admit the visitor.
Just the thought of the icy water below sent shivers of fears shooting along her nerves.
Introducing a murderer
I paid no attention to the rain pattering against my plastic protective cover. My competition training calming my breathing and steadying …
I flipped through the pages, listening to the satisfying whoosh as the paper flapped against each other, over sailing Jack’s continued ramb…
Through the dancing flames, she smiled in spite of herself as she watched the huddled figures of the family flee, coughing and spluttering,…
“They’ve got more to worry about than you Deal.” She chuckled maliciously to herself, and Deal nuzzled
Paranoia? Version 1
Dear Diary… / Things have just got so much worse!
She had vanished, only her bag remaining on the pavement, the contents still settling to the ground. Paul approached looking round wildly. …
sheets of water blurring the landscape beyond; / the dance of leaves at its touch;
Cycling the Transpenine Way 3b
… suggested that we were only about eight miles from our destination. This gave us hope that we had only a short while (about half an…
Trailing the Transpenine way 3a
We passed along the canal, where brazen Heron’s stalked submerged beams, or waited by the trail.
Trailing the Transpenine Way 2
Monday, the day the trek across the country began, was a day of a fairly short distance; the aim for cycle the 30 mile distance to Hale, so…
Trailing the Transpenine Way 1
As with most of my holidays, this one started with a frantic rush. Or more to the point, at a frantic pedal.
The Robin Hood Murders Chapter 8
The following day, as I sat alongside DI Plum in the courtroom, Max Coons changed his plea.
The Robin Hood Murders chapter 7
The second letter was hand written, bold writing jumping clearly from the envelope giving me pause to think before examining the contents.
The Robin Hood Murders Chapter 4
“I’m to take you to the police station, Detective Inspector Plum wants to discuss this with you personally.”
The Robin Hood Murders Chapter 6
I am delighted to hear from your salubrious colleagues of the press that you are alive and well.
The Robin Hood Murders 5
Staring, I watch numbly as he stretched my leg out, pressing against a gushing red stain that spread slowly across the blue jeans.
The Robin Hood Murders Chapter 4 (Extended)
the police were unable to identify a likely shooting position, so I was going in totally exposed.
The Robin Hood Murders- Chapter 3
Max Coons was a quiet, observant presence in his shop as I admired his work. His love of Nottingham and sports were clear
The Robin Hood Murders Chapter 2
“You were concerned about further murders?” / “Yes I was. Mark Coons’ initial two murders in the Narrow Marsh beneath Shire hall were targe…
Blind werewolf date
really wish she would try setting me up, it wastes time and makes me seem an ungrateful bitch!” / “You mean you aren’t?” Susie chuckled
The end of the trail
“I need a partner.” “What better partner than the one who comes searching for me?”
she followed the graceful curves and contours of the hills surrounding her home, tracing the lines of the dry stone walls and hedges that d…
I can’t help eyeing him curiously. Surely there was no such thing as a handsome gentleman anymore?
The Robin Hood Murders Chapter 1
nerves taking charge of my pulse as I stepped into the heavy atmosphere of the courtroom, feeling the weight of every single pair of eyes
“What metal?” / “Z…z…z…zinc.” / “Zinc?” I snorted. “What the hell good is Zinc?”
Circus moving on
The circus with its daring exploits, bright colours, and outrageous clowns …seemed inexplicably attractive.
“You don’t spelling fishing with two s’s honey.” / “You don’t?” Tom looked down baffled. “But that isn’t fishing, that’s fishsing.”
Alexander pressed forward … I fought the urge to step back at his approach, refusing to be dominated.
Beige. Unexciting, predictable and reliable. A non colour.
Tit.” Mary added. Peals of laughter rang round the room as they placed their tiles in close succession, drawing suspicious glances
Floor to ceiling book shelves were stacked with the elegant repeating stripes of multi coloured spines.
Introducing Nina Gadon
As the early evening gloom descended, I turned the key in the door with its usual grinding reluctance, and eagerly stepped into the warmth …
The problem was, I wasn’t sure what I was waiting for. I could smell it, yet couldn’t identify it. I could hear it still, breathing somewhe…
Turning, she ignored the trail of cold tears slipping over her cheeks and eased through the door. … The letter box crashed behind her…