“What will they think you are bringing them? It will probably be quite a disappointment when you show them my cards…” — #14 The new manager of the hotel had quite forgotten that she had agreed to meet with Georg and Hani. It was the sour-faced receptionist who eventually brought them this news. “Would you like to leave the bag of samples with me?” Georg and Hani looked at one another. Hani…

Gibson leaves Claud at the hotel entrance then goes to the cafe for an espresso — #13 “I won’t come in if that’s ok. There are quite a few permanent residents there who will want me to check them over if they catch sight of me.” The doctor switched off the ignition and got out of the car. …

He left the shirt untucked. It was as long as it was baggy, and worn that way had the appearance of an Indian kurta. — #12 The blue shirt was baggy on Claud’s slender torso but felt delightfully crisp and clean as he put it on. It was a good-quality shirt, not one bought from a department store. He left it untucked. It was as long as it was baggy, and worn that way had…

People tell us what they’re wearing and where the clothes were found — In the past few days I’ve become addicted to watching several YouTube channels that all follow a similar, highly-infectious format. The majority already have a healthy fan-base but I’m sure there will be many who (like me less than a week ago) won’t have seen them before. Before bringing some…

No explanation given for the two years she had spent away from her sons #11 The identical twins, Reko and Risto, were just five years old. Even at this time there was general acceptance on the island that their future lay beyond the shores of Arigni. They had been conceived…

Chapters 1–10 — This is a novel in progress, being posted daily Monday to Friday, chapter by chapter and in occasional weekend omnibus collections. Here is the first such collection (Chapters 1 -10). Reader feedback is welcomed. The Adventures of Claud (without an e) — In Arigni ##1 There were some dozen other…

He would need to have words. — The older man was alone in his hotel room. He had heard Jamie shouting into his mobile through the adjoining wall. “What do you mean you are not my fucking Yulia? Who is this?” Then it had got very colourful. Jamie being Jamie when his goat was up. …

The comparative peace of mind that accompanies stable employment in a profession is not to be scoffed at. — I learned the other day that a client I’ve been doing freelance work for on a regular basis for the past couple of years is closing down their operation with almost immediate effect. Thank heavens, I don’t have to rely on this source of income. …

They both loved the quirky ferry service and the pale blue taxis. They both loved the ancient fortifications and the way the late evening sun brought out the deep yellow ochre of the stone they were built from. — Tina loved helping in the cafe. She adored being on Arigni. It had been the best decision she had ever made — foregoing travelling the world during her gap year in favour of helping to set up the cafe.