Sundive.
The sun had hung above Edinburgh for over two days now and most people doubted that much more time could …
Category Archives: Short Stories.
An Edinburgh Office Telephone Conversation.
“Good afternoon. Shortbread factory. Steve speaking.” A man’s voice. “Hello… er… is that the shortbread factory?” “Indeed it is. How …
The Barriers: A Fable of Globalisation.
Dawn brought a fretful little breeze and Erastus Balloo lumbering along in his sepia hatchback, a car so undistinguished that …
Ten Years of Tychy.
At the Hive, everybody was sucking on tiny lollipops and drinking cocktails with Nutella in. Polly had given her sister …
The Odyssey of the Boy Detective.
The evening began with a hotel room. Each of the hotel’s rooms had a different colour plan and Dr Hwangbo …
The Owlet.
As he stood watching the hotel, the boy detective felt all of the energy that had been rising in him …
A Confab With My Editor.
I check up on our website less and less frequently these days, but the last time that I did so …
The Boy Detective Combs the Pentlands.
The village of Swanston is like a port that stands between Edinburgh and the great rolling sea of the Pentland …
Dr Hwangbo Takes a Stroll Along the Water of Leith Walkway.
Fleetingly, the sun had appeared over the Water of Leith. A beam of honey-coloured sunshine had dropped into a space …
Introducing the Detective.
The house looked immediately like a stroke of mischief. It was from the late-Victorian period and so symmetrical that it …
The Gospel of Joseph.
Joseph and his brothers had been walking on the desert road all morning until finally the horizon had scraped together …
A Christmas Story (4/4): Unwrapping the Gift Under the Tree.
The feeling that Reggie Quintus is currently experiencing is as powerful as grief, though it has crept up on him …
A Christmas Story (3/4): Chainsaws!
It is midwinter in Berlin and the cold is as dry and fine as powder. The neighbourhoods north of the …
A Christmas Story (2/4): The Chateau.
“Welcome to my château.” The Duc beamed like some ghastly unseeing machinery; he wiped his hands upon an untucked shirt …
A Christmas Story (1/4): The Cat Therapist.
[This story is from the Tychy archives but I was dissatisfied with the way in which it was previously presented. …
