You can’t fool me. The dubious quintet continued South. It would be nice to say it got warmer but it didn’t, the surface temperature being pretty much the same all over the planet. It was very, very cold at the extreme south and extreme north, known as the Poles, apparently, but throughout the rest ofContinue reading “Chapter 13”
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Chapter 11
On the origins of Warwick Hunt. Warwick Hunt had arrived at the City of Setebos some years earlier after a freak accident involving aggrieved co-workers, a spot of jealousy, a wormhole and a bubbling vat of lard. The very scary Warwick Hunt originates from Earth though not quite down to earth; he had ideas aboveContinue reading “Chapter 11”
Chapter 10
Lord Chalfont and Warwick Hunt. Golf originated on Uranus of that there is no doubt. The Gods have researched this to a great extent. Horus and the Whore of Babylon spent many a lifetime looking into the origins of the game. It is played throughout the Known Universe and on some of the places hiddenContinue reading “Chapter 10”
Chapter 9
Dumbell Ena The atmosphere inside the inn was very much like that of any Public House anywhere in the Known Universe. It was probably the same as any Public House in the Unknown Universe but that will never be known. There was one major difference; you have to travel far and wide on earth toContinue reading “Chapter 9”
Chapter 8
At the sign of the Slug and Rider. The afternoon wore on and the Sun sank her heavy head toward the horizon. In a twirl of mysticism the Sun sang, and she wants us all to know that she gets tired too and is glad of the night so she can rest. The quartet trudgedContinue reading “Chapter 8”
Chapter 6
Of Gold mines and magic undies. The sextet could have formed a magical jazz band. Innocent would have to be the drummer what with being fat and lazy, with Greg on the double bass – his overlong arms and squat legs made him ideal to handle the instrument, while his ugly face would look coolContinue reading “Chapter 6”
Chapter 5
Did you know I originally wrote this story as a Radio script? The BBC just weren’t interested so I changed it into a book! “ Bearing Our Souls. It was now a delight to be in the presence of the newly perfumed King, in the Great Hall with its Great Walls and Great Columns andContinue reading “Chapter 5”
Chapter 4
In the Court of the King with the Crimson Face. It turned out to be much easier than ever to find their way there, to the Great Hall in the Great Castle in the Great City of Setebos. They did turn left and enter door number three. From there they had to work their wayContinue reading “Chapter 4”
Chapter 3
Desperately seeking Innocent. It was a relatively short, though oppressive walk to the City of Setebos. The woodland clung to their breath as they toddled along in search of forgiveness and a potential cure. The sky looked down gravely on the heroes, overcasting doubt on the success of their mission. The Sun beamed her gloriousContinue reading “Chapter 3”
Chapter 2
The hero The screams were unmerciful. It was as though all the sinners of the world had combined into one unholy union and screeched their anguish into a synthesised megaphone. Was someone being whipped a cripple? The yelps of misery continued but fluctuated with a moaning like the desperate sob of a Brontosaurus attempting toContinue reading “Chapter 2”
Fairy Hanny 