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Tony was born in Winchester, Hampshire. His father was a businessman, author and publisher of books, and his mother a theatrical actress, giving him a life-long love of books, theatre and story-telling. A graduate of Edinburgh University, Tony has trodden the line between liberal arts and technology through spells in the music industry, television and digital innovation. Apart from his own books, he writes under the aliases F. M. Frites and M. T. Sands.
Arnie was depressed. He had just been made redundant from his job. He had liked it there and, although the payout was good, now he had to find a new job. His gloom was lifted when his friends invited him for a leisurely fortnight in their holiday villa in Croatia. He wasn’t mad about them, …
Nadine and Charles used to play a game of mixed doubles with Samantha and James every Saturday afternoon. The game was always competitive in a healthy way. James and Charles both worked for the same city firm. Just recently James had received a bonus for a deal cut in the teeth of the 2008 crisis. …
T.H. Bill Sykes had been a journalist for a number of years. He never made the transition to the national newspaper. He considered it a dirty world, and, besides, he was a Dorset man through and through. One day, he was in the office penning a routine story about the garden at Old Came Rectory …
“I never miss a chance to have sex or appear on television.” Gore Vidal Now the above quote is very clever or as we say spiritoso, but it is not the case when it comes to Frissonance, which Astrid who is into these things says is a kind of echo with a shudder. I like …
Emilie was on her way back to the hotel in Juan Les Pins where she was staying for the duration of the festival. When she boarded the train at Cannes, she went upstairs and found a seat by the window. Plugging in her earphones, she sat back to scroll down the list of songs when …
Anouk and Hans had a little secret. They both loved to go wild swimming. It had to remain a secret because if it wasn’t, all their secret places would be invaded by others seeking the thrill of escape that made wild swimming such fun. Their rules were very simple. They never returned to the same …
Anna K, who was sitting in a brasserie opposite the entrance to the Palais in Cannes, had taken off her sunglasses to wipe the sweat from her nose when she became aware of the young waitress standing over her table. “What would Madame like?” The young waitress was wearing a pair of denim shorts in …
One summer Laura went on a budget holiday to Spain with her girlfriend June. As soon as they left Essex, they started drinking with some Chelsea boys in the airport bar and nearly missed the plane. The holiday was a real lark. June found a Chelsea shirt to take off every night, but no one, …
Revenge, they say, is a dish best served chilled. If that is the case, our Antipodean Cousins have a peculiar way of serving it up, especially where cricket and a picnic is concerned. Mark Hughes, known to friends and colleagues alike as Markie, had not played cricket since the under fifteens when he decided to …
“I always prefer to believe the best of everybody. It saves so much trouble.” Rudyard Kipling I didn’t understand this expression until Giorgio explained to me: when things go wrong… Somehow it seems appropriate to this chapter. When Giorgio says it, he has resignation in his voice. You can’t escape circumstances, the mind playing tricks …