A half ton of Bentley engineering traveling at seventy miles an hour is not generally considered to be fair game for a sheep. This sheep is an exception. The filthy rain matted coat and evil yellow eyes identify it as a north Yorkshire ram, blind perhaps to the lights of its nemesis, bearing down on [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Glendronach’
God Rest Ye, Merry Gentleman..
Posted in Comedy, Fiction, Food, Funny, Humor, Humour, Satire, Short Story, Wine, Writing, tagged Bentley, Calvados, Doberman, Glendronach, Oliver Sweeney on December 30, 2008 | 2 Comments »
The Race – Part I
Posted in Comedy, Fiction, Funny, Humor, Satire, Short Story, Writing, tagged Bugatti, Glendronach, Pauillac, Soho on September 13, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
This splendidly chilly Autumn day, sun wearily lighting the cobbles, the mews ringing with the sound of a powerful engine spluttering into life. The type 35 Bugatti, painstakingly restored, coughs, chokes and dies. The clatter of spanners flung and bastard bloody Bertie red faced and foul phrased, venting his spleen.
Sliding into ‘The Royal Oak’ for [...]
