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Happily collared life

Happily collared life

THE MORNING RITUAL was almost always the same. The alarm woke Charlotte at 6 a.m., and her first task of the day was to check her bedfellow – which could be Collins or Bryant or,...

Lucky stars

Lucky stars

LONDON LEGEND HAD IT that the building had been, at various times, a church; a music hall; the headquarters of an occult secret society; a prison; an illegal drinking club. Now its upper floors functioned...

Lucky Strike

Lucky Strike

IT WAS DIFFICULT, ROLLING along the tracks from London to Colliton on a forlorn and foggy morning, not to remember the train journey that started it all off. Charlotte laid her head back against the...

Mechanics

Mechanics

IT HAPPENS EVERY TIME I smell engine oil, which makes taking the car for its MOT more hazardous than you might think. I have to inhale it deeply, and the corrosive petrochemical tang makes my...

Lucky Escape

Lucky Escape

‘SO Mr COLLINS IS busy tonight?’ ‘Like I said.’ Bryant looked up from the syllabub, and Charlotte caught a defensive gleam in the usually reassuring blue. ‘He has some business or other to attend to.’ ‘Family...