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The Moonstone*

“Can I help you?”  She says, from behind the desk at the back of the shop.  I’ve walked past this place so many times and yet this is the first time I’ve ever pushed the glass door and found myself inside the magical cave of rocks and crystals. “Um, I’m looking for a present for […]

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The Malice Of Fortune*

“You need all the fortune you can get playing Nadal,” the commentator says.  Another bright, sunny day in Paris.  Rafa resplendent in turquoise all over – down to his socks and shoes.  Am enjoying his new style of shorts: short and tight.  They’re a long way away from those grey baggy monstrosities of his youth. […]

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Game, Set and Murder*

  “What a beautiful person he is!  Happy day?xxx”   At the theatre, I’ve turned my phone on during the interval, and can see Seb’s message.  The ‘beautiful person’ referred to is, of course, the fluffy monster.  Sent Seb a couple of fluffy-monster-photos earlier in the day. Can’t reply though because in the ten minutes before the start of […]

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Laburnum Grove*

“Happy Monday lovely.  Hope you had a nice day with the fluffy monster.  Sleep well xxx”  Seb’s message comes through at 9.17pm last night. “He sends cuddles.  Was great to see him.  Hope the day has been productive xxx” I reply.  In fact, only saw my darling orange cat person for about five minutes, which […]

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Murder On The Eiffel Tower*

“D’you know, he could win this,” John Inverdale says.  It’s the French Open and Andy Murray hasn’t yet hit a ball.  Let’s not tempt fate and make him lose in the first round to a qualifier, I think.  Probably best not to start to thinking about Andy-winning-the-whole-tournament at this stage. And they’re off.  Andy’s clad […]

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Too Many Cooks*

“What’s the time?” I say to Seb, as I come round from a deep afternoon sleep. Sitting up, he switches his phone on.  “Oh dear,” he drawls.  “Six forty five.  I’d better make you something to eat.  When’s your train?” “Seven forty five,” I say.  “But I’m not tied to that one.  Let me have […]

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Murder By The Seaside*

“I’m looking forward to seeing my dogs,” Seb says as we leave his flat. “I’m looking forward to seeing all the animal people,” I say.  The fluffy monster’s mum and uncle and two sisters will be there, along with the three dogs.  Am wearing my nice dress: the short leopard and tiger print red, gold, black […]

Copyright Sarah Lee - A restored original locomotive hauls a Victorian first-class carriage through Baker Street station in a test run for London Underground's 150-year anniversary celebrations of the first tube train journey from Baker Street to Farringdon in 1863

Blood On The Line*

“Excuse me, I’ve booked a ticket for the 3.45 but, um, am I allowed to catch an earlier train because…” I trail off.  Because I’m an hour early because I’m always an hour early and really, I prefer to be moving otherwise I’m alone with the voices that shout ‘you’re going to miss the train/ […]

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Murder On The Brighton Express*

So, you’re in a long distance relationship, and you’re excited to see your love.  Here’s how to utilise the day of the date: 1.  Have a lie-in, if possible.  Sleep helps effect that dewy, youthful complexion. 2.  Drink two pints of water to achieve a poo before breakfast.  This tip from the great Cameron Diaz, […]

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Flashman’s Lady*

“So, there’s a train strike planned for Monday,” I tell Seb when he calls yesterday.  “So, um, what shall I do about returning home?”   “Why don’t you book a train ticket to go back on Sunday night then?” He says.  “I need to work on Monday – I’ve just discovered that I do have […]