After seventeen years, Brenda Thwaites Cryer returns to Parson's Fold with a shadowy past and the shadowy fortune. Now, she lay dead in Jackman's Cottage. And the only possible witness-her invalid mother-is missing. For Inspector Mosley, this case is a radical departure from locating missing turkeys or thwarting orange thieves. But HQ has no one else available - no one, but whiz-kid Sergeant Beamish, whose task it becomes to keep a close eye on unpredictable Mosley. Yet how could Beamish fulfil his duty when Mosley dispatches him on ridiculous research missions from a Yorkshire castle, to...
After seventeen years, Brenda Thwaites Cryer returns to Parson's Fold with a shadowy past and the shadowy fortune. Now, she lay dead in Jackman's Cott...
-Witchcraft, - the Assistant Chief Constable said. -I beg your pardon?- -A witches' coven in Marldale.- The tiny village of Upper Marldale is being overwhelmed-by a mischievous coven of witches. Neither believers nor non-believers can explain why the church clock winds itself up without assistance, why a row of winter cabbages is suddenly struck down in the night, or why not one cat in the village will venture forth after dusk. Marldale is the territory of the deceptively brilliant Inspector Jack Mosley, and his exasperated superiors wish he would get on with solving these nagging...
-Witchcraft, - the Assistant Chief Constable said. -I beg your pardon?- -A witches' coven in Marldale.- The tiny village of Upper Marldale...
They're rustling sheep on Mosley's patch-the hill country of the Yorkshire-Lancashire border. Young Sergeant Beamish is in love. And Reuben Tunnicliffe of Upper Crudshaw has committed suicide by hanging himself with his braces in the earth closet at the bottom of his yard. Then his eighty-year-old widow Anna reports a theft of 500 pounds . . . Curious beyond the call of duty, unorthodox in his methods, and unwilling to leave matters in the hands of his nemesis Chief Inspector Marsters, the imperturbable Mosley sets a trap before departing on vacation. Before matters are sorted out,...
They're rustling sheep on Mosley's patch-the hill country of the Yorkshire-Lancashire border. Young Sergeant Beamish is in love. And Reuben Tunnicliff...
Ever since television's -Antiques Road Show- passed by that way, the inhabitants of Mr Mosley's patch-the hill country of the Yorkshire-Lancashire border-have become avid collectors of bric-a-brac. And Dickie Holgate, with a junk-cum-antique stall in the market-place of the little town of Bagshawe Broome, is doing very well as a result. That is, until Mosley spots one or two items of doubtful provenance among the chromium-plated teapots and bone-handled cutlery. Reducing his superiors-especially Detective-Superintendent Tom Grimshaw-to a state of nervous prostration, and accompanied by an...
Ever since television's -Antiques Road Show- passed by that way, the inhabitants of Mr Mosley's patch-the hill country of the Yorkshire-Lancashire bor...
Theaker's Quarterly Fiction #54 features a new short story by Charles Wilkinson, "Septs," and an entire novella - complete in this issue - by Patrick Whittaker, former winner of the BFS Short Story Competition. "The Policeman and the Silence" concerns a murder investigation in the weird town of Kaza-Blanka. The issue also includes a tremendously exciting editorial where Stephen (a) apologises for this issue being late, (b) discusses the conundrum of a publisher who doesn't pay their reviewers slamming people who don't pay other types of writer, and (c) looks back at his reading in 2015. The...
Theaker's Quarterly Fiction #54 features a new short story by Charles Wilkinson, "Septs," and an entire novella - complete in this issue - by Patrick...