Half Cocked in Hampshire

Wild eyed and raging, forcing something called a Nissan into the ditch as I roared through Fleet was the most notable achievement of a depressingly damp days shooting with the Major. The occupants cheerfully waved, the fingers spread into an unlikely V, in recognition of the expensive roar of the Bentley’s 4.5 litre engine as [...]

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Perry Gets A Shave

There are few things in a gentleman’s life more bracing than the close encounter with naked steel afforded by a visit to Rutherford’s Hairdresser. A traditionalist in every sense of the word, this trusty barber goes about his business with brisk efficiency at the bottom of the market place next to the sweet shop.
The doorbell [...]

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Perry Takes To The Skies

Speedy Boarding only – the announcement, barely audible through the crackle and hiss of the public address system prompts a crush around the boarding gate, headed up by a phalanx of german tourists (boarding category ‘B’) forming a flying wedge in order to get to the front. It is 6am. The stewardess, wearily explains that [...]

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Perry & The Four-Wheel Wives

The bright red face glared accusingly over the edge of the pram, after a moment of consideration the mouth opened revealing a toothless cavity from which emerged the sound of a soul in torment -amplified to head splitting volume.
I glared back and putting my thumb to my nose, waggled my fingers in what I thought [...]

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Perry Meets His Match

Relaxing after a hard day of upholstery testing, I was swirling a Pirie Estate 2005 Pinot Noir around the glass in preparation for the first draught of the day, when a knock on the door distracted me from my deliberations. Remembering that Margaux would be returning with the weekly shopping, I arranged my features in [...]

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