Category: John Christopher

Man overboard

‘It is a short swim back to shore. Perhaps your Governor will give you a drink of his whisky when you get there.’ One of the men, a small swarthy man, said: ‘You don’t need...

The military mind

‘You said he’s wily, but not intelligent. He told me about the deportation scheme. That was quite bright. Someone else’s?’ The Colonel paused. ‘Yes.’ ‘It has the flavour of a military mind. Yours?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Over...

A toast to frozen London

The waiter brought their drinks over – service was prompt here – and Andrew rattled the ice in his glass. ‘The Albert Hall, Abo,’ he said, ‘coupled with the Albert Memorial.’ Abonitu raised his glass...