After pausing for a restorative brandy at the Turks Head in Marylebone High Street, I found myself ascending the stairs at Baker Street somewhat later than I had anticipated – the page boy had long since departed for bed. On opening the door, the sight that awaited me left me reeling in shock – the [...]
Archive for August, 2008
The Case Of The Limehouse Golem Pt III
Posted in Comedy, Fiction, Funny, Humor, Humour, Satire, Short Story, Writing, tagged Assam, Brandy, Kippers, Lapsang Souchong on August 30, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The Case Of The Limehouse Golem Pt II
Posted in Comedy, Fiction, Humor, Humour, Satire, Short Story, Writing, tagged Armagnac, brogue, Darjeeling, spats, tea on August 23, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I reached the Police station by way of Marylebone road in less than an hour, and announced myself to the desk sergeant, rubbing my hands in gleeful anticipation – if I could convince Lestrade of the merit of my findings, then we could apprehend the villain and perhaps even spare some unsuspecting soul from [...]
The Case Of The Limehouse Golem Pt I
Posted in Comedy, Fiction, Funny, Humor, Humour, Satire, Short Story, Writing, tagged crossword, gin, limehouse, meerschaum on August 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The family’s connection to the famous Sherlock Holmes is something we usually keep under wraps, so to speak. The facts, involving as they do, the most unspeakable crimes, do not reflect well on Uncle Perry and his involvement quite frankly did little to accelerate the eventual capture of the infernal perpetrators.
The story begins with [...]
The Happiest Days…
Posted in Comedy, Fiction, Humor, Humour, Satire, Writing, tagged cigar, latin, schooldays on August 8, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Mr. Gideon Gambit Gore leaned forward, conspiratorially. His long fingers steepled, the shaven dome, the tweeds, the ruddy windblasted cheekbones, still the schoolmaster, the unflinching disciplinarian.
“You see, Margaux, Peregrine was an unusual child – never seen anything quite like it, he responded badly to school life, never really embraced the opportunity…seemd to want to fight [...]
Duck!
Posted in Comedy, Fiction, Humor, Humour, Satire, Writing, tagged Armagnac, duck, Earl Grey, Glenmorangie, shooting, Times on August 2, 2008 | 1 Comment »
The teacup rattled in its saucer. Earl Grey slopping over the rim as Colonel Meridew Musters roared delightedly, his mirth echoing through the house. The kitchen staff, plucking fowl in preparation for dinner, smile to themselves, all’s well with the world.
“Bloody man’s dropped dead!”
A perusal of the obituary column was a traditional mainstay of a [...]
