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Eight Laura steered her new, shiny Nissan Kimono into the drive of Purrgloss Dungeons, the former prison farm which Candy’s father had converted to a luxurious, country home with the help of several thousand convicted criminals. She heard the sound of splashing coming from the direction of the magnificent handcuff-shaped, Olympic-size swimming pool. Oh dear,… Continue reading ‘MELVIN’S ARM’

Another figure now emerged from the undergrowth. Imagine my surprise when I recognised Cameron MacLarken . ‘Cameron!’ I exclaimed. ‘What are you doing here?’ ‘Carmen … if you don’t mind!’ Cameron responded testily. ‘Yes … Carmen!’ affirmed Viviana, wrapping a protective arm around the little fellow’s sequin-spangled shoulders, ‘La mia piccola Bomba Brasiliana!’ ‘Of course,’… Continue reading ‘CARMEN’

CHAPTER SEVEN ‘So you already know each other?’ exclaimed an incredulous Laura. ‘Well, yes,’ Richie said sheepishly as he crawled from under the table. ‘Melvin’s my new friend, actually. We’ve err, already sort of met. I’ve been meaning to tell you about him, sis’, but I just haven’t had the chance. We met for the… Continue reading MELVIN’S ARM

CHAPTER SIX Slurp … slurp … slurp … Slather … slather … Chomp … chomp … chomp … Burrp! went the loathesome creature. The disgusting noises which were coming from the other side of the table were quite sickening and Laura couldn’t stand them for a moment longer! She glared fiercely at her little brother… Continue reading MELVIN’S ARM

The next morning, Laura was sitting outside Beelzebub Cottage, absent-mindedly pulling up blades of grass and whispering softly to herself, ‘He loves me, he loves me not. He loves me, he loves me n … ! Oh, what’s the use!’ she cried, throwing a handful of grass to the ground. She stared guiltily at the… Continue reading MELVIN’S ARM -CHAPTER FIVE

Chapter Four What’s happened Richie? What can’t you stand? What’s diabolical?’ said Laura.  ‘Your behaviour. That’s what’s diabolical. You’re crazy!’ said Richie.  ‘What do you mean, crazy?’  ‘I mean crazy, as in obsessed! I mean obsessed as in nuts- about-tidying-up, that’s what. You just can’t stop putting things away, can you? Not half an hour… Continue reading Melvin’s Arm

Chapter Three The humiliation was just too much for Laura to bear. She fought bravely to hold back her anguish but the sheer weight of tears was just too great for her delicate, young lachrymal glands. As her small but intrusive brother came into the room, she drenched him from head to toe in a… Continue reading Melvin’s Arm

CHAPTER TWO ‘I’m awfully sorry about that,’ said an embarrassed Laura, as she wiped the last of the freshly-regurgitated carrot and coriander quiche from the young man’s trainers. ‘I thought for one moment you were possessed by the devil and, having committed a series of grisly, axe murders around the town, you had come here… Continue reading MELVIN’S ARM

HOME PAGE Hello and welcome to my blog. My name is Mick Cox and I was born about 72 years ago. During that time, amongst many doomed endeavours, I’ve been a child, an author, a milkman, a little-treasure, a postman, a pain-in-the-neck and a village idiot (twice). In the coming weeks and months I’ll be posting… Continue reading MORE DAYS THAN SAUSAGES

When the parents of nine-year-old child prodigy, Richie Fudge, tell him he ought to ‘make himself a new friend’ he takes them at their word. The consequences are quite … horrendous! Chapter One It was early morning in the en-suite conversation pit at Beelzebub Cottage. Professor Lynette Fudge and her husband, Dr Dwight Fudge, world-famous… Continue reading MELVIN’S ARM by Chad Piranha