Bert felt jealous, cheated on, and blue. Then he discovered he could morph into a giant nightmarish slug...
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Life in the Clouds #6: Take a Slug ® James Field.
In the last post: After breakfast, Chief Inspector Dobbs will interrogate his captives about the pouch of stolen trinkets...
Dear friends, if you like a good chuckle, dim-witted heroes, and larger-than-life villains, then you'll love this fascinating series. On Wednesdays and Sundays, I’m blogging nibble-sized chunks of new ‘Life in the Clouds’ stories. You can check in regularly and read them for free, or wait to buy the entire story when published.
Enchanter on the Roof ® James Field. Part 34
Bert tested his handcuffs against the scaffolding pole. Both were of solid metal. There was no chance of flight for either Dick Charmer or him.
He glanced across at Dick Charmer. Although Chief Inspector Dobbs had found a pouch of stolen jewelry in his house, the young scoundrel didn't seem upset at all. He'd clasped his hands, crossed his legs, and leant his shoulder against a scaffolding pole.
“That’s right, Dobby, old chap," said Dick Charmer. "You go and have a nice breakfast, get dressed, and brush your teeth. Just don’t be too long.”
“Too long?” Chief inspector Dobbs stretched his jaws wide and flapped a hand over his open mouth. “I might even have a nap after breakfast. I shouldn’t worry about time if I were you, you’ll both be doing plenty of that.”
Bert moaned and wrung his hands. He still felt confused by the entire business. Apart from wanting to hang Dick Charmer by the neck for flirting with his fiancé, Olive, he'd done nothing illegal. “Inspector Dobbs, Sir, I…"
“Chief Inspector Dobbs.”
“Yeah, sorry. Chief, Sir.”
Bert crossed his legs at the knees and bent forward at his generous waist. “I’m bursting for a piss.”
To be continued…
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The Thursday Murder Club by Richard Osman
My rating: 2 of 5 stars
There’s a lot to like and a lot to dislike in this story. I like that it’s cosy, funny, and heart-warming. The plot, however, is a tragedy. There are two murders, and every character in the book, of which there are many, has a motif. With so many twists, turns, and red herrings throughout the narrative, it lost me in a virtual maze.
But the author commits the gravest crime: he introduces a new, guilty character right at the end of the story. Tut, tut, naughty.
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