PROLOGUE Saturday 2 October 2005, 1643hrs Harry Crabtree had just seen his beloved Villa go 2-3 behind in the 88th minute and was in dismay at the certainty that they would stay in the bottom three relegation area for the next fortnight. Then, he felt his Palm PDA vibrate to show he had received an email. Glancing at his mate Gary, who was using Harry's w...
GOING HOME J. R. R. Tolkien said in the Fellowship of the Ring that any exile would have a deep desire to look on their ancient home again, even if it became the abode of dragons. As you can imagine, the Vicar has very mixed feelings about returning to his Great Plains home from England, mostly ambivalence, and getting him to make this journey was difficul...
Wednesday, 4 shopping days to Christmas Marina didn't wake until it was already light outside, when she found herself alone in Sophie's bed. She hadn't heard Sophie get up before her in the morning. She noticed it was about nine in the morning. Outside, the view from the front bedroom window was fantastic. There was thick white snow as far as the eye coul...
All of us get stuck by the weather from time to time. Sometimes, it can be a very good thing. ". . .temperatures tonight will be below freezing and remain that way through Friday. That's all for the weather, and now back to music." I switched off the radio; as usual, I caught the tail end of the forecast and had to get the rest of the details elsewhere. Goi...
MISSED The Fenian Outrage at Wantsumford Manor ***** Copyright Oggbashan July 2015 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ***** Chap...
First up i must apologise for the long break. Life in general got in the way with a lot of dips in the bumpy road of life. This is Chapter 4 in this story. It is advisable to read the other chapters to see how this all starts. These ideas run through my head everyday. I have read many, many stories, there are some truly amazing authors here. I hope thi...
It was a night of tradition. For the past few years, the Anglican priests of my Deanery gathered on Fat Tuesday to enjoy a night of revelry just before the austerity of Lent. This year was my turn to host the occasion. We usually had a business meeting just after lunch, and this year's meeting was incredibly stressful: Archdeacon Tommy Hughes was there to de...
"Pina Colada" Saul and Kevin came back to the cabin and started stripping off their Sunday best clothes. Saul checked out his chest hair in the mirror as Kevin sniffed his pits. The face Kevin made was like Lucille Ball's look whenever she was in a sticky situation! He picked up his clothes and went to the end of the cabin to put them in the hamper. Saul f...
Copyright Oggbashan November 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* "Don? Are yo...
Prologue Sonia was taking her daily stroll through the local park to see what was happening in the world. She passed others either out for a walk, or using the park as a short cut across to the high street. Everybody seemed to know Sonia whether they were young or old. Children greeted her, "'Allo Sonia." Older people said, "Good morning Sonia." Youths yel...