Author: Janet Jordan

The old man heard the clarion call at last, and roused himself on one elbow.  Rolling over, he nudged the

I have never knowingly had a conversation with someone who lived way in the past or the future, but I

A conversation between Coat Hanger (CH) from 2848 A.D. and a Cunning Male Witch in 1348 A.D. CH    

Captain Brown had served his whole life in the Home Office Quick Action PC Brigade.  He left Cambridge University with

            The bookshop door swung open to its widest extent and with a swishing of long skirts an elaborately coiffured

“But will your damn contraption work?”  Outwardly, Professor James Filby remained calm, but inside he seethed.  “My contraption, as you

Henry VIII:  It grows dark!  Bring candles, men, I can scarce see the posts of the bed. Reginal FitzUrse:  You

Romance was in the air. A gap year had beckoned and as the bride and groom took their places at

The taxi had not waited, and after visiting the rum factory in the remote north of the island, we found

It wasn’t exactly a pea-souper; we don’t tend to get them in Brighton. However my walk from the station down

The telephone rang four times before Gerald McBride stopped writing, reached across his desk and picked up the receiver.  On

Warnings were that it could lead to unrest or even a war but everyone thought it would blow over.                

I suppose I thought it was going to be like something out of Katherine Mansfield; cabbage palms rustling in the

The quiet of the house was broken by the sound of a stuttering vehicle, far down the hill.  Dulcie stood