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 33 The interior of all three terrace houses contained the same: front door leading straight into the lounge, living room and kitchen at the back, two bedrooms and bathroom upstairs, outside toilet in the backyard. Chief Inspector Dobbs didn’t need to search further than Dick Charmer's lounge. A small suitcase lay open on the floor, packed ready to leave. A canvas pouch nestled on top of the few clothes. “Just as I feared,” uttered Chief Inspector Dobbs, testing the pouch’s weight and fingering its contents through the cloth. He loosened the pouch’s tie string and peeked inside. Silver and gold glistened back at him, the spoils of a stealthy pickpocket. Back outside in the morning sunshine, Chief inspector Dobbs considered his two handcuffed captives. They stood apart from each other, securely arrested by handcuffs and scaffolding poles trapped between their arms. “You’re a pair of crooks,” he said, pulling his dressing gown snugly across his chest and tightening the belt. He drew a lungful of fresh air through his nose and breathed out slowly through his mouth. “I’m going to my cottage now, to dress and eat a well-deserved breakfast. When I return, I’ll let you explain about the bag of goodies.” To be continued… The real world: Rather than miss an instalment, it’s easy to follow my blog on bloglovin’. They’ll give you a friendly nudge as I release new parts. Like to know more about Alf, Bert and the rest of the gang? You can read their chaotic history in What on Earth. -
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It's easy to follow James's blog on: Follow ![]() My rating: 4 of 5 stars To save the jobs of those in the Japanese government who helped him escape, Masaji Ishikawa wrote: “…obviously I wasn’t going to start talking to the press.” Instead, he wrote this mammoth best-selling book? Sorry, but I don’t believe this man’s autobiography can be true. If it is, then he is likely responsible for the sacking of those government officials who helped his return to Japan, and worse, expose his family to torture or execution in North Korea. It may well be that he moved to North Korea in 1960, aged thirteen, where he lived until his escape in 1996. However, I rather believe his memoir is an over dramatised collection of exaggerated incidents he picked up from others. In which case, good for him. I hope this is the case; otherwise, he puts himself in a poor light. From his book, he already comes across as egoistic, beating up anyone who upsets him and often leaving his family to starve while he runs off to find work to feed himself. North Korea is undoubtedly not an agreeable place to live, but propaganda and false news flourish. The story in this book is captivating and mind-bogglingly tragic, hence four stars. I just don’t accept Mr Ishikawa’s life was as awful, or maybe I don’t want to believe, as he relates. View all my reviews James at Goodreads
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