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Newsletter 189
Dec. 9th, 2017 08:00 pmIf you could see me, you'd notice me grinning like a grinny thing because since the last newsletter I’ve done one of the things on my bucket list. Mr. C and I have been to a talk given by (and we were able to meet!) one of my heroes, the rugby referee Nigel Owens. He was absolutely hilarious and the whole evening was great.
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As promised last time, here’s the latest story about Billy Zanderson and Jonny Telfer. Gob Smacked tells what happened next after Jonny, in his wereglyptodont form, sprung Billy from police custody. If that all means nothing to you, then maybe you should start by reading Shell Shocked, which was their first adventure.
Also, as promised, I’ve been filling my blog with free stories, some old, some long lost, and some brand spanking new, along with some seasonal links. Just find any day in December at my blog and hopefully it’ll tickle your proverbial fancy. There are also loads of free seasonal stories (at least one every day!) which are part of the Rainbow Advent calendar project. Plenty of reading material for these cold, dark nights.
The re-released Cambridge Fellows books are popping up with great regularity throughout the winter. Next one is Lessons in Temptation, for which this is the new cover art. I do like this new style! (And Lessons in Love is on special offer on kindle at present, so nip in quick if you need it.)
Today’s excerpt is a sneak peek at "Got Mittens", the story I’ve specially written for the Advent calendar and which will appear on the 15th.
In years to come they’ll swear it never happened. It couldn’t have happened.
“You’re joking,” some smart Alec will say. “You’re never telling me that you and Fritz laid down yer guns and set to with a football like it was a Saturday afternoon kickabout?”
Maybe I’ll clip that smart Alec round the ear. Or maybe I’ll just say to him, “You don’t know. You weren’t there.”
I was there. I know.
I remember when the spirit of Christmas came down and knocked some sense into us. How we had a real bit of loving our enemies and doing good to those who despise us. And if it was only for a few hours, so what? Better to do that on Christmas day than knock seven types of shit out of each other. We had a laugh, too—Fritz put up a sign saying, “God mitt us” and one of our boys put up a sign that said, “We got mittens too.”
There was a young German lad who I spotted and made a beeline for. Just to have a chat, of course, but why not enjoy the chance while you can? He told me his name—Edgar—and showed me a picture of his girl, Heike. She was nice enough in a Prussian sort of style, although she wasn’t a stunner like him. I told him my name—Harry—but I didn’t have a picture of a girl to show him, just one of my family. He said nice things about them, seeing as he spoke quite good English, enough for us to get along. I didn’t have a word of German, but I did have some Woodbines and they’re a universal language, aren’t they?
And finally, this is what I’ve been involved with for big chunks of today!
Charlie
News
As promised last time, here’s the latest story about Billy Zanderson and Jonny Telfer. Gob Smacked tells what happened next after Jonny, in his wereglyptodont form, sprung Billy from police custody. If that all means nothing to you, then maybe you should start by reading Shell Shocked, which was their first adventure.
Also, as promised, I’ve been filling my blog with free stories, some old, some long lost, and some brand spanking new, along with some seasonal links. Just find any day in December at my blog and hopefully it’ll tickle your proverbial fancy. There are also loads of free seasonal stories (at least one every day!) which are part of the Rainbow Advent calendar project. Plenty of reading material for these cold, dark nights.
The re-released Cambridge Fellows books are popping up with great regularity throughout the winter. Next one is Lessons in Temptation, for which this is the new cover art. I do like this new style! (And Lessons in Love is on special offer on kindle at present, so nip in quick if you need it.)
Today’s excerpt is a sneak peek at "Got Mittens", the story I’ve specially written for the Advent calendar and which will appear on the 15th.
In years to come they’ll swear it never happened. It couldn’t have happened.
“You’re joking,” some smart Alec will say. “You’re never telling me that you and Fritz laid down yer guns and set to with a football like it was a Saturday afternoon kickabout?”
Maybe I’ll clip that smart Alec round the ear. Or maybe I’ll just say to him, “You don’t know. You weren’t there.”
I was there. I know.
I remember when the spirit of Christmas came down and knocked some sense into us. How we had a real bit of loving our enemies and doing good to those who despise us. And if it was only for a few hours, so what? Better to do that on Christmas day than knock seven types of shit out of each other. We had a laugh, too—Fritz put up a sign saying, “God mitt us” and one of our boys put up a sign that said, “We got mittens too.”
There was a young German lad who I spotted and made a beeline for. Just to have a chat, of course, but why not enjoy the chance while you can? He told me his name—Edgar—and showed me a picture of his girl, Heike. She was nice enough in a Prussian sort of style, although she wasn’t a stunner like him. I told him my name—Harry—but I didn’t have a picture of a girl to show him, just one of my family. He said nice things about them, seeing as he spoke quite good English, enough for us to get along. I didn’t have a word of German, but I did have some Woodbines and they’re a universal language, aren’t they?
And finally, this is what I’ve been involved with for big chunks of today!
Charlie
