Category: Palace of Strangers

A trip to the seaside

Poley said: ‘Got the bottle? Good. Climb aboard.’ He drove along the coast road, westwards, towards the distant enemy. I let him drive in silence, feeling that in that way he would be most likely...

Where is Siegfried?

‘I haven’t been cursed by a priest since Father Reilly caught me doing a mock of his sermon back in Dublin, when I was a girl of eight. This one’s an Italian’ (she pronounced it...

Angry Anna

I had been so concerned with seizing this chance to hit back that I had not considered the implications of the words I had read and was now speaking. I have never had much taste...

The Business Man

I, of course, was engrossed at this time with my own plunge into the world of commerce. Mamma, although not very pleased, was resigned to my joining Dadda in the business. She took me along...

Jinny is no longer singing

‘What’s Jinny like? Different?’ ‘Very different.’ ‘No,’ I said instinctively. ‘No different. The same as always.’ ‘A German,’ Dadda said. ‘She has become a German completely. It is wonderful to see her.’ ‘She talks German,’...

The game is off

Coming in from the kitchen, Jinny called out: ‘Ah, there you are, Ricka! You’re back early.’ He was walking slowly but jauntily down the stairs. His mouth was smiling, but the blue eyes were cold...