Grandma Knows Best

BY DAVID EYLES For the last four years or so, We, the Great British Public, have been subjected to a storm of hysteria from the political, media and commentating classes. And then finally Brexit was all over (bar a few negotiations over trade) and the hysteria subsided into an occasional drizzle. At last the country prepared to draw a collective sigh of relief. And then … Continue reading Grandma Knows Best

Earning A Crust in Cornwall

BY MANDY BALDWIN I was standing on a cliff-top in Bude, dressed in nothing but a silver skirt and flip-flops, only a set of bongo-drums between myself and indecency.  The previous night, I’d murdered a man in a jealous frenzy while travelling on a steam-train across Bodmin Moor. As an ice-cream van careered across the cliff, chimes playing ‘Greensleeves’, and I joined six other half-naked … Continue reading Earning A Crust in Cornwall