Pages

▼
Showing posts with label Robin Wrigley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Robin Wrigley. Show all posts
Saturday, 18 April 2026

Saturday Sample: Honour Among Thieves by Robin Wrigley, Coffee

›
                                                          The first sense that came in to play when I awoke from what felt like a drug-induc...
Tuesday, 4 February 2025

Advice from the Grave by Robin Wrigley, black coffee

›
‘I suppose it really is my fault.’      ‘Do you mean you are pleading guilty?’      ‘No of course not!’      ‘Look Reynolds, this has ...
Thursday, 19 December 2024

Dinner for Two + 1 by Robin Wrigley, gin and tonic

›
  Dinner For Two + One   ‘James?             ‘Yes, is that you Angela?’             ‘You mean you don’t recognise my voice, James. I...
Thursday, 25 July 2024

So Far Away by Robin Wrigley, pink gin

›
When you live in Dunkirk, a small town on the banks of Lake Erie, you really don’t understand much about the world and the peoples in it. Th...
Monday, 17 June 2024

Slow Country Dance Mary Chapin Carpenter by Robin Wrigley, whisky sour

›
It was Saturday evening and Eleanor had just made her weekly walk to Lionel’s grave. It was her habit, weather permitting that she preferr...
Thursday, 4 January 2024

Eyes Opened Wide by Robin Wrigley, pink Champagne

›
  The offer of a lift in this noisy Bedford QL service truck was a stark reminder that a third class ride was better than a first class walk...
Wednesday, 8 November 2023

Cruising with Cougars by Robin Wrigley, pink gin

›
  Giuseppe Fontana untied his bowtie and hung it carefully over the shoulder of his jacket on the cabin door and dropped back onto his bunk....
Tuesday, 10 January 2023

 Honour Among Thieves by Robin Wrigley, black coffee

›
  The first sense that came in to play when I awoke from what felt like a drug-induced coma was that of smell. The dreadful odour that immed...