• The main doors of the library gently swung closed as Chase and company passed through. Ahead, a small but wide corridor led to another set of double doors and situated behind those, the main reception area of the […]

  • Chase arrived back at the hotel just after 5 O’clock. Walter stood in his usual place at the main entrance talking to everyone who happened to come by. Chase signalled to him that he would park his own car as he […]

  • . . .and all the folk at Thinkr were getting busy with preparations.

    Merry Christmas one and all.

  • A bemused Celine frowned at Chase while she tried to recall a memory, a memory of a name she hadn’t heard for quite some time. The memory then suddenly clicked into place.

    “You knew a Bradley at school didn’t […]

  • I myself, imagined Chase as a cross between Keanu Reeves and James Spader. Celine looks similar to Eva Green, but obviously older.
    Thanks for reading. Part 4 soon, or when I can bend my mind to writing it.

  • As Chase came to the first window of the coffee shop he saw no one inside. He stopped at the door and gazed up and down the narrow street, a few people were milling about but as yet, no sign of his aunt. Chase […]

  • “Murder at Granley Lodge.”
    Now where’s that detective? 🙂

  • The next morning Chase rose early at 7.00. After taking a shower and a brush up he got dressed, checked his emails and messages, used the hotel phone to check breakfast times, put all his personal stuff in one of […]

  • Ah! Well in that case if it’s from a holiday album then it makes more sense in general.
    And yes. . .all the facts are out there if only people could be bothered to investigate for themselves rather than just be […]

  • Thanks Monica.
    Next part coming soon.

  • Good song, but strange that a song supposedly about All Hallows Eve should have a recurring theme of Christmas running through it. Perhaps Sting got his wires crossed with this one.

  • The late night October rain splattered against the car’s windshield, and the wipers running at full speed were beginning to irritate Henry just as the turning for his hotel loomed into view. He hung a right and […]

  • Halloween: a word which conjures up images of demons, goblins, witches, gouls, pumpkins carved out to form jack-O-lanterns, fancy dress parties and anything spooky which goes bump in the night. All these things […]

  • Jules commented on the post, Santa Ana Winds AGAIN 3 months ago

    Lovely images of your surrounding area.
    And yes. What with spontaneous fires, horrific winds, and earth quakes, it does make one wonder why people live in such risky places. I suppose that the stats support it to […]

  • Jules commented on the post, VeRtiGo 3 months ago

    Actually, we over here call it the same as you do: Vertigo.
    I was making a cunning (or not) reference to Alfred Hitchcock’s film “Vertigo” . . .hence Hitchcock Syndrome.

  • Jules commented on the post, VeRtiGo 3 months ago

    Sorry to read about your “Hitchcock Syndrome,” I had something similar called Tinnitus when I was younger which is ringing in the ears. That makes you dizzy when you stand up and the only relief to be had is to […]

  • Jules commented on the post, Free Speech 3 months, 1 week ago

    A consequence is an after effect of free speech or action. You were free to write what you did and it was that which triggered the consequence.

  • Jules commented on the post, Free Speech 3 months, 1 week ago

    There are many forums out there and each one has a given set of rules which create the criteria for posting. Some sites are very stringent – especially those related to gaming which minors have access to. Just one […]

  • Jules commented on the post, October 3 months, 3 weeks ago

    Great capture. . .
    and what a great view.

  • Jules wrote a new post, A Dog’s Life 4 months ago

    Rusty was a mongrel. He definitely had Yorkshire Terrier in him, but his other half was undetermined. His shaggy coat was a rusty reddish brown – hence his name, and at full stretch he stood sixteen inches tall. […]

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