Pancake Tuesday. I make some pancakes for Harold. I nearly drop them as I clamber over the wall. I knock on his door. He doesn’t answer. I…

I borrowed Harold’s copy of H.G. Wells’ The Island of Doctor Moreau. Harold has underlined several short passages, which I note here in the…

‘Night falls hard on The Circus, covering the city like an electric blanket.’ This was to be the opening line to The Case of the Stolen…

Harold Cross is my next door neighbour. Between our properties there is a stonewall. Every other day I clamber over the stonewall to check on him.…