Snakes And Earrings*

Ouch.  My ears are sore and weeping.  Removing the beautiful gold and sapphire earrings that Seb gave me, I put them away in their velvet-lined box.  Cleaning my sleepers with the special solution, I push them back into my ears.  Ah, that’s better.   The silver backs that Seb chose for the earrings are quite […]

The Case Of The Sneezing Accountant*

“Morning x,” Seb’s text comes through at 11.00am this morning.  “Don’t have much reception, or any plug sockets at cottage – so sorry for little contact.  Lovely day here.  Having a very nice time.  How’s your weekend going?xxx” “Ah happy Sunday!” I say.  “Have just been for walk.  Lovely day here too.  Glad you’re having […]

The Falcon’s Malteser*

“What would you like to drink my lovely?” Seb says.  We’re in his new local pub where we’ve arrived in time to order food before tonight’s rugby: New Zealand v France. “Double gin and slimline tonic please darling,” I say, smiling up at him.  He disappears to the bar. “If I can just do a […]

Murder Among Friends*

“I haven’t seen you for ages,” Suzie says when I answer the door, after we’ve had a hug. “It’s only been a couple of weeks hasn’t it?”  I say.  “Sorry, darling, I was asleep.”  Didn’t make it to the door in time. “Thought you probably were,” she says.  “Anyway – a couple of weeks is […]

At Bertram’s Hotel*

In Abroad.  Staying in a charming little Art Deco hotel.  Could be in an Agatha Christie novel.  Manage not to get murdered in the night, which is good.   Am writing this in the hotel courtyard where there are olive trees.  “Look: they’ve got olives on them.  Put that in the blog,” Mum says. We […]

Murder Mistaken*

“Hello,” I say, answering the flat phone last night at 6.30pm. “Hello my lovely,” Seb says.  “How are you?” “I’ve had an epic nap and now I’m packing,” I say, although haven’t started yet.  Haven’t even unpacked from earlier in the week.  “How are you my darling?” “I had to saw the sofa in half […]

Murder Every Monday*

“It’s strange,” Seb says as we walk from the bus stop to my Office, “remembering the time when I lived here.  It was a difficult time – I was in a bad mental state.”  We’ve just passed the road where he was living when we met ten years ago. “I wasn’t,” I say.  “I was […]

Flowers For Her Grave*

“Do you think I’m too old for these,” I say to Seb as we walk past a market stall selling silk flower headbands.  Seb has come to my Office to take me out to lunch before he returns home this evening. Have been thinking about these flower headbands since first noticed them around in the […]

Rope Enough*

“Right, I’m out of the door and on my way,” the message comes through from Seb at 4.04pm.  “Can’t imagine it will take me more than two and a half hours.  So: 6.30pm I reckon.  I’m training it.  Don’t feel like driving.  See you soon xxx.” “See you soon darling,” I reply.  “Please ring doorbell/ […]

Trouble Is My Business*

Painventory 1.  Cramp in left leg – down the side and around the knee, but on the inside – the inner knee.  No idea how/ why this has happened. 2.  Blocked nose: new allergy that am going to see a specialist about in three weeks, by which time it will probably have killed me.  Although […]