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The Fallen Angels

“Ah-ha!” exclaimed Dr Filbert. “Now we find the buried treasure.” He had been trawling through a dust-covered arch-lever binder, the notes within the work of his now-deceased wife. Neve leaned forward, the better to see while he read aloud from … Continue reading

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At risk of labouring, I realise I gave no introductory blurb to The Angel in the Park. It just is there. Whack. So, belatedly . . . When I first wrote Angel in the Park it was as the first … Continue reading

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The Angel in the Park

Friday . . . I flew through the door, so excited, waiting to tell Bill of what had happened. I didn’t hang up my jacket but threw it on the bed, dropped down beside it and addressed the floppy eared … Continue reading

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