Tuesday, 26 September 2017

Writing - Have a break

Holidaying is great but when you return there is usually an issue of some description. Bulbs have blown, you feel behind in your work, or somebody is using your address to set up a Turkish Barber's shop!
These things are sent to try us.


Great Yarmouth

One of the beauties of being out of the normal routine is the opportunity to make different choices and one of mine was to read more. For many weeks I have been reading the first in a trilogy of stories by Pete Adams and took the opportunity to get it finished and review on Amazon.

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Pete Adams is an architect and designs and builds projects around the UK when he’s not writing up a storm. Pete describes himself as an inveterate daydreamer, escaping into those dreams by writing funny stories that contain a thoughtful dash of social commentary. With a writing style inspired and shaped by his formative years on an estate that re-housed London families shortly after WWII, Pete’s Kind Hearts and Martinets series of books have been likened to the writing of Tom Sharpe.

I can identify with the Tom Sharpe thingy, and thoroughly enjoyed Cause and Effect the first in the Kindhearts and Martinets series.


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Book one, ‘CAUSE and EFFECT’, opens in a benign and humorous way though the prologue suggests a malevolent force is at work in the city of Portsmouth; DI Austin calls that force Norafarty – he means Moriarty. Austin, who sees himself as an enema, meaning and enigma, is a 59 year old grotesquely disfigured and intensely motivated socialist; a half blind grieving widower trudging his melancholic life’s furrow with a superficial laugh and a smile, because misery, his constant companion, is optional. To some, he’s a brilliantly instinctive copper, often solving crimes out of the blue with no evident deductive trail; an amusing Mr Malacopperism, a warm individual albeit with a 5 amp fuse. To Detective Superintendent Amanda Bruce he’s an emotionally disturbed, ugly, jumped up cockney barrow boy and she’s not sure he has ever solved anything, running the Portsmouth Community Police unit from his deck chair like it was his East End of London barrow.
Steadily the illusive force intrudes on multifaceted fronts, seemingly disparate, but the suggestion of orchestration is gradually revealed. Facing stringent cut-backs police have to deal with a new source of drugs on the streets, disappearing bicycles, an executed police officer and the heart-rending rescue of a tiny girl from a nest of paedophiles. Austin unsubtly probes a fissure in social services; the vulnerable, especially children are being used as pawns in what is clearly a bigger game but is it Norafarty’s game and who is thine enemy?




Well worth the read.

God Bless