Fiction, Last Word

Right Hand Man – Chapter 4

Read earlier chapters: Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 The staircase creaked under the weight of the big Detective Sergeant. Fatty let Goon lead the way, making no attempt to force the pace. Three floors up, Fatty cleared his throat and said, "Hang on a minute, chief, I just want to make sure which floor… Continue reading Right Hand Man – Chapter 4

Fiction, Last Word

Right Hand Man – Chapter 3

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 The heavy black car eased slowly down the street. Fatty craned his neck left and right to inspect the houses as he steered the car. Beside him, Goon sat impassively in the passenger seat. "Not the most upscale neighborhood, Chief.", remarked Fatty. "Don't call me chief.", Goon stared straight ahead. "Ok,… Continue reading Right Hand Man – Chapter 3

Last Word, Miscellany


Stock taking is the business of figuring what you do have on hand. There was a time in my life when I was fooled into thinking I should be an accountant. I spent many a time walking around in 38c weather in sunny and shadeless factories, with a tape measure and a piece of chalk,… Continue reading Stocktaking

Fiction, Last Word

Right Hand Man – Chapter 2

<Looking for Chapter 1? Click this.> Fatty walked in to the office to see Goon already there. “Good morning, Chief! You’re up early!”, he said. Goon gave a grunt and waved him over to his desk. “This computer thing is very confusing”. “Oh, it just needs getting used to. Give it a week and you’ll… Continue reading Right Hand Man – Chapter 2