I Dream Of Murder*

“Oh, I’ve always smoked a lot of weed. I don’t find that it affects me at all,” the girl says.  We’re sitting at a wooden table in The Stables restaurant of the local country club.  The ceiling is beamed.  Looking around, this is so weird, I think.  Next to the girl is her mother on […]

Happiness*

It’s horrible being back from holiday and on my first bus of the two I need to make it to the office.  So am going to take up After The Rain’s gauntlet and share a list of ‘Fifty Things That Make Me Happy’. 1.  The fluffy monster.  The softest, most orange and most affectionate cat […]

An Ice Cream War*

Sitting on bike at gym, staring out of the window at the unbroken blue sky.  Which is nice.  Wearing my fat-burning shorts so am hot: they work by making you sweat more.   Have unpacked most of suitcase.  Washed a load of clothes and so did brother so they are all squashed onto the airer. […]

Rules Of Murder*

The washing machine is blinking to tell me that he needs unloading and the washing must be hung up and…no…I just can’t.  Later. Reading magazines so you don’t have to: today’s gems: 1.  “A U.S. Study found participants to be more likely to expect a date to get intimate after downing a sugary drink. It’s […]

Murder By Injection*

“How are you my love?”  Seb’s message comes through yesterday whilst we’re sitting on the plane, on the tarmac, with no prospect of taking off.  “You still on holiday?  Hope you’re enjoying yourself.” Medal for correct spelling of ‘you’re’.  Good boy. “Sorry I’ve not made much contact, been rather lost in work,” he continues.  “Still […]

Storm Rising*

Last trip to the hotel gym, unless squeeze one more in after breakfast.  It’s deserted: just me on the bike.  The instructor is somewhere around.   Gazing out of the window at a sky filled with billowing grey clouds.  Doesn’t bode well for today’s weather.  There’s the concrete behemoth of the Hilton, framed by palm […]

The Love Detective*

Rarely have I woken up feeling less like going to the gym.  And yet, it’s unusual to wake up feeling and looking this fat.  So, here I am, pedalling away on my bike. Pain Inventory: 1.  Tummy ache – too much food I would imagine. 2. Pains in arms – from weights, so good. 3. […]

A Murder Of Wolves*

Sitting in a cafe in a trendy district of the city with brother.  He’s writing emails and has brought plugs, adaptors and so on.  Thought about bringing phone charger but decided against it and am now regretting this decision as battery down to about 20%. The dog at the table next to us barks and […]

Black Mist*

They’re filming Black Mist: apparently it’s a Poirot novel although I’ve never heard of it, which is strange and unsettling as I’m sure I know all of them.  There’s a large cast.  The plot revolves around a gang of girls in their early twenties, which is unusual.  One of these girls is involved with a […]