The Chadwick Chronicles

The life and times of a middle-aged writer...

1. A Sunday Kind of Loving...

I'm rehashing something that I first started posting on ABC when I joined 20 years ago. I had no idea what to do with it then, but have a better idea...

2. Small Town Sunday Walking Blues...

Down three flights, past doors through which I could hear TVs, music, shouting - the predictable backing track of domestic life. It seemed like all...
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3. An Expedition To The Pole (i)

An evening at The North Pole was called for. For me, The Pole is the best pub around. Comfortably shabby, like your grandad's old Ford Escort, and...
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3. An Expedition To The Pole (ii)

"I'll tell you a story," he said. "About a time when I had my eyes opened. Did I ever mention to you that I really was a detective once?" I was...
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4. Away with Words (i)

I slept fitfully and had some strange dreams. Anxiety dreams, like I often had. I'd no doubt they were linked to what Sherlock and I had been...
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4. Away with Words (ii)

I sniffed. Then I dropped it in the bag with the others and knotted the top. It was all too much for my little shredder, and I wasn't going risk any...
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4. Away with Words (iii)

After he'd gone, I finished my coffee and sat in the armchair to read. Through the bedroom door, I could see the two black sacks sitting there,...
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