My new novel, The death of the Hurdy Gurdy Boy is now available on Kindle from Amazon. Click on this title for the link. Here is the opening paragraph
It wasn’t a good night to die. If I’d had a choice
it would have been a quiet night in summer. Warm and still. All the stars
shining above. Strolling home with a few pals having a laugh and a joke after a
good meal of steak and onions. Then sort of lying down on a big feather bed and
drifting off gently with the sound of music and merriment coming out of one of
the pubs. Then I’d dream of kind faces and stuff out of the past. So I wouldn’t
know anything about dying at all. Not huddling in a lousy shop doorway with the
wind whipping my fingers and ears so that I could hardly bear the pain of the
cold any more. My teeth long since given up chattering. They didn't have the
strength. And this frock coat with the silk lapels was only thin. Very smart
but it didn't give no protection. I banged my hands together to get some warmth
going and looked up at the candlestick in the window with all the candles
blazing looking warm and welcoming. But not for me. All I could feel was the
pain of the cold in my ears and cheeks until suddenly, there was a sort of
explosion in my head. A different sort of pain. A shower of golden stars behind
my eyes and I was pitched forward out of existence.
