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: Alf has the advantage of enhanced third eye and robot companion. Now he plans to scare the pants off Morris...
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Eerie Eve ® James Field. Part 09
Apart from the glen by the lake, and the widespread lawns in front of the Cloud Mansion, and Morris's gardens, forest covered most of the Cloud Estate. A busy London road bordered one side of the property, The Stables bordered another, and a narrow belt of public parks surrounded the remaining two sides. Inside its impenetrable boundaries, the estate enjoyed a life of its own. Untouched and ancient, generation after generation had handed it down from the time of King Richard the Lion-Hearted.
Alf stopped behind a large boulder, sent a mental instruction to Crusher to form its robot body into that of a chair, and sat in its lap. Having made himself comfortable, Alf spied on Morris with his third eye. As hoped, the gardener was still in his tent, eating supper, unaware of the terror that was about to befall him. Alf blew on his hands and rubbed them together; the show could begin.
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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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