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8 Knots

After dosing himself well and good, Masterson wobbled gaily up the deck ladder to watch the new world float by with the others. On first view, the...
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Bad Spirits

The whales charged on with their discussion in the deep long after the storm had passed, and the winds had lightened and the sky was now a cool...
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Call Me Masterson

Dolores Part 11

Dolores Costello

Dolores Part 1
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Flowerpot

Father Geissel’s balalaika session had come to an end and after carefully, almost eucharistically, putting the handsome instrument back in its case,...
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Grimur Passer

Dolores Costello was greeted in the port of Torshavn by four pilot whales that had been lined up along the gangway, butchered, whilst over them a...
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Letter to the Editor

Letter to the Editor Irish Press June 19, 1952 Sir – I am writing to you with regards the review which appeared in your recent publication, written...
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Life Forms

Masterson scowled, ‘You see, what did I tell you? The man’s head is warped from all that time spent on his tod lapping up the rubbish in those books...
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Paradise Of Sheep

From out of the horizon marched a great army of crags and cliffs, a sight which had always made Littlewood reflect on his decaying teeth. During...
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Sideshow

Part 13
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The Problem of Evil

When the fog lifted, Masterson finally cast his line out and waited sitting with a fag in his mouth on the old maintenance box. It wasn’t long before...
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The Rod of Discipline

Stinson woke to a balalaika. Geissel was above on deck playing a tune that didn’t seem to fit the instrument. A slow, chunky melody; one would have...
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The War Wagon

part 9
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Wrigglers

Grimur Passer had come to rescue the Littlewoods on now more than one occasion. How could one possibly pay off such a debt? Might the Littlewoods...
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Mouthings

The thick waft of Halda’s mutton stew soon took hold of Littlewood’s olfactory receptors and to show his ecstasy he performed a huge suck-and-vent...
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Boxes

Geissel lay in his first warm bath in several weeks and counted the blots of dried soap on the walls. Forty-one. Forty-two. And there’s another on...
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Eulogy Mood

Bubbles of rank and direct-from-the-beard beer landed on Stinson’s face when Masterson noticed too the strange couple, and his accompanying outburst...
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Katrine and Walter

Her phrasing reminded him of home, but there were inflections in the accent that indicated she was not Irish. And why would she be? She had perfected...
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Excavatum

‘Ah, astral projection, so that’s what he’s doing,’ said Stinson. ‘Does it work? I don’t know much about it.’ Katrine had a softly doubtful...