The Beer Delivery

“I see you’ve decided to be healthy today.” John said as Robert cycled up to the Hangman’s Noose with a trailer filled with crates of Throckmorton Ale behind him. “Indeed,” Robert said, getting off his bike and moving to the trailer on the back. “I want to only use the car when I really needContinue reading “The Beer Delivery”

Noah Campbell and the Legal Papers

The rain poured onto the historic Cornish fishing village of Port Wenn, and the sea bashed the boats in the harbour and the harbour wall. Dave Peterson safely observed the wild sea through the window by his seat in Mr Magorium’s Fish Emporium; Port Wenn’s signature fish restaurant owned and set up by leading celebrityContinue reading “Noah Campbell and the Legal Papers”

The Funeral

It was a sunny September morning in Bishops Sedgecester in Kent, and the local church was packed full of people wanting to bid a final farewell to a man who lived for 46 years in Bishops Sedgecester, despite having lived in Sussex for 30 years; Terrence Peterson. “I see that Steve hasn’t graced us withContinue reading “The Funeral”

Goodbye, Mr Peterson

It was a pleasant August afternoon, and Dave, Sarah, Will, and Eleanor Peterson, Dave’s parents Mary and Terrence, and Dave’s brother Jeff were sitting in the living room of Mary and Terrence’s gorgeous 15th Century Manor House in Sussex. Dave, Sarah, Will, and Eleanor usually came to Sussex at the end of August to meetContinue reading “Goodbye, Mr Peterson”

The Vicar’s Barbecue

“So, do you miss Fred from time to time?” Robert Sherman asked Noah Campbell, the CEO of Banana Technologies and one of the richest men in England who had decided to come to the vicarage barbecue in Lower Strangling as one of his employees lived there. “Who?” Noah asked. “Berenstain,” Robert said. Noah sighed angrily.Continue reading “The Vicar’s Barbecue”

Success at the Lower Strangling Village Fete

“Well, everything seems to be going to plan,” Simon said to John as they observed the crowds of happy visitors looking at the different stalls on offer in the St Gerald the Damned churchyard. “Yes, it’s almost as if the pandemic never happened,” John said. “Indeed,” Simon replied. The Lower Strangling Village Fete had beenContinue reading “Success at the Lower Strangling Village Fete”

The Squatter in the Lavender Shop

Continues on from The Body in the Lavender Field and The Case of the Severed Arm. “Hmm, nothing out of the ordinary here.” Janet said to Jo as they observed Lower Strangling’s Lavender field. “Good, I don’t want a repeat of last year,” Jo said. Lower Strangling’s lavender shop, Lower Strangling Lavender, had been closedContinue reading “The Squatter in the Lavender Shop”

A Critic Calls

It was a sunny June morning, and the Hangman’s Noose was almost as it was just over a year ago before the pandemic hit. John Granger quietly cleaned glasses and served customers beer whilst his patrons calmly had their lunch at various tables. All was blissful. But then, a short bald man with glasses inContinue reading “A Critic Calls”

Back In the Noose

When John Granger finally returned to his natural habitat; behind the bar of the Hangman’s Noose, Lower Strangling’s signature pub, he was a lot more worried than he thought he’d be. The thought of the new pervasive variant of COVID found in India that was rapidly spreading through England was at the front of hisContinue reading “Back In the Noose”

Chaos at the Lower Strangling Village Hustings

It was a rainy Tuesday evening, and the residents of Lower Strangling gathered in the Village Hall for what was without a doubt the worst evening of the year; the Lower Strangling Hustings. Every election, no matter how big or small, Lower Strangling invited the candidate from each major party to address potential voters. ButContinue reading “Chaos at the Lower Strangling Village Hustings”