Before this precise moment right now I was a worker in the sewage system under one of China’s secret industrial cities. Let me tell you about the sewage system under a typical secret industrial city of China: full of sewage. No, full of sewage. Picture this: obloid tunnels a little […]
Read MoreStories
Stories that I wrote with my own little hands. To understand quite why some of these stories border on the weird or, in many cases, fall right over the border of weird into downright loopy then you’ll probably need to read the About page and appreciate that this site hasn’t always been just travel-related.
Simile City
I’m not a morning person. Never have been. I wake up like everyone else and I go to my office but the morning passes in a blur. I need coffee and cigarettes to get me out of my waking sleep. Alcohol too if it’s available. Sure, I sit at my […]
Read MoreThe Christ Caper
The rain fell almost hard enough to wash the lice out of the beggars’ beards. Almost. These were Jerusalem lice. You didn’t survive in Jerusalem long without being tough and those critters hung on and dug in like relatives at a rich man’s funeral. It had been six months since […]
Read MoreThe Lying Turbot
Hi there! I know we haven’t spoken before so let me take the time to introduce myself: I’m The Lying Turbot. You have to capitalise the first letter of each word in The Lying Turbot because that’s my name. I’m not just blessed with having a name that starts with […]
Read MoreLesser Tales Of Norse Mythology
Beofoxe In the land of the Danes in the kingdom ruled over by Hrughkhar, son of Phlegm, the forest grew deep and dark around the great hall that held the old king’s throne. And the mood in the hall was as deep and dark as the forest outside for the […]
Read MoreTaunting The Yeti
I’ve got an uncle that is a little odd and does odd things. Not to me. Put down that phone to social services. He lived on a boat for a while and entertained himself by beading his hair and watching it sway as the waves rocked his leaking shell of […]
Read MoreSense And Prejudice
For as long as anyone of import could recall the Thompsons had enjoyed a reputation of being among the most hospitable – and therefore liked – of the larger families along the Hampshire and Wiltshire border. The village which ran up to and around the southernmost tip of the Beaufort […]
Read MoreGiraffes And Me, c.1920 to c.1945
Now it’s interesting that you bring up the subject of “giraffes” because – and stop me if I’ve told you this before – I had the pleasure of being a close friend of celebrated giraffe explorer Gerald Affable back in the early 20s. Of course, many people claimed to know […]
Read MoreThe Case Of Clive The Ripper
I and Holmes had seldom crossed paths recently. For me it was simply a case of juggling my work at the practice, my marriage, and my mistress, a negro woman smuggled up the Thames by a Prince, no less, as reward for my having cured him of a rather nasty […]
Read MoreThe Jerusalem Caper
It started, as these things normally do, in my office inside the walls of Jerusalem. It was late and I was getting bored of looking out through the rain of the early evening into the crowded streets below. Scholars, priests, guards, vendors: all making their way home. It made me […]
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