The Lower Strangling Chronicles It was a fairly chilly night on the 5th November, and the residents of Lower Strangling, along with other people, gathered on the island in the middle of the village outside the Church of St Gerald the Damned, where a Bonfire was. Some were swinging sparklers about, whilst others had glowContinue reading “Bonfire Night in Lower Strangling”
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Farewell, Your Majesty
The Lower Strangling Chronicles At 18:30 on the 8th of September 2022, just under eighteen months after her husband and just over a week after former Soviet leader Mikhail Gorbachev, Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II of the United Kingdom and other Commonwealth realms died at 96. Robert was the first person in Lower Strangling toContinue reading “Farewell, Your Majesty”
Shadows From the Past
The Lower Strangling Chronicles “I looked at the abbey every day from the window in my room at the Vicarage for thirteen years. The dark shape unnerved me on the headland. I did not find solace in it. All it did was remind me of my loneliness. It still gives me the creeps.” Janet saidContinue reading “Shadows From the Past”
Welcome to my revamped blog
Hello. I’m back. It’s been a while. During the pandemic, I started writing short stories set in the fictional world of Lower Strangling, which received a small following. These stories are still available to read, check them out in the blog section. After the pandemic calmed down and I got a new job, I foundContinue reading “Welcome to my revamped blog”
Back to School
“Well, children, here we are again.” Gerald Braidwidth, headteacher of Zanzibar, said to his students as they sat crossed legged on the wooden floor of the sports hall, ready as they’ll ever be to resume the school year, which wasn’t very. Eleanor surveyed her fellow students in the hall. She knew something was very wrongContinue reading “Back to School”
The Second Banana Office Christmas (Zoom) Party
“Well, here we go again,” Dave said and he and his wife Sarah sat in their living room waiting for the Zoom meeting to start, like they did exactly a year ago. “Yeah.” Sarah said. “To be honest I’d hoped we’d have been able to do this in person this year.” “Me too,” Dave said.Continue reading “The Second Banana Office Christmas (Zoom) Party”
A Vagrant Enters the Lower Strangling Literary Festival
“Well, everything seems to be in order.” The Rev. Simon Abernathy said as he observed the various tables dotted around the village hall; awaiting their respective authors. “Yes, I think we’re ready to welcome people.” Dave said. Lower Strangling had never held a Literary Festival before, in fact it was never considered. But the economicContinue reading “A Vagrant Enters the Lower Strangling Literary Festival”
Wroth of the Titans
“Let me get this straight, these people here represent the twenty six villages in the Hundred of Knightlow who owe tax to the Duke of Glasgow?” Noah Campbell, CEO of Banana asked his employee Dave Peterson, who thought Noah would want nothing more for his birthday than to stand in a field in November atContinue reading “Wroth of the Titans”
The Mystery of the Stain
“I see that stain is still there.” Dave Peterson said to his father-in-law, Terome Lancaster, referring to the ominous dark stain on the wooden floor of the Lancaster’s library. “It is, yes.” Terome said. “I’ve given up trying to remove it. It’s probably going to stay there forever.” The stain had been there when theContinue reading “The Mystery of the Stain”
The Duke’s Spectral Predicament
It was a pleasant Autumnal morning, and Sir Hugo Townsend, the 9th Duke of Knightlow, was miserable. Sir Hugo was miserable most of the time, to the point that it was something of a personality trait, but he was particularly miserable today. Miserable because he’d recently turned 82 and therefore was getting old, miserable becauseContinue reading “The Duke’s Spectral Predicament”
The Robinsonverse 