“Bloody Tal-i-ban,” growled Big Bee and threw his attache case onto the bunker sofa.
“Where were you, anyway?” asked Teigue-the-Fool.
“Ah, erm, classified, actually,” grimaced Big Bee.
“Top secret holidays? We are going up in the world.”
“Bloody Tal-i-ban put a stop to that.”
“I expect that means global terrorism is back on the agenda?”
“You’d better believe it, bloody Tal-i-ban!”
“Would that be the same ‘bloody Tal-i-ban’, organised, funded, and armed by Big Ron’s administration to counter the Rusky invasion of the eighties?”
“Er, yeah, that’d be the fellow,” admitted Big Bee.
“Sounds like global terrorism never really left the agenda,” concluded Teigue-the-Fool…
A Questionable Science:
Love and Death in the Time of COVID
by Stuart France and G. Michael Vasey
‘The Gallows and Gibbet Inn’, proclaimed the sign, which singular nominal ought really to have aroused, if not my shackles then, at least my suspicions.
Too late, Anu was already tugging me over the threshold into the warmth, and the light, and the sound of voices, and music…
…They were all in there!
Black Jack Davey… Teigue-the-Fool… The Miller’s Son… The Sorcerer’s Apprentice… H.R.H. the Lord of the Elements, and one-hundred-and-one other far less savoury characters.
Most of them in their cups. Reprobates all! And what a tale they had to tell.
If you have ever wondered why all the public houses were shut.
You had better pull up a chair…
Get on the right side of history before it is too late!