When Kabuki meets Noel Coward, thereby interrupting several "PRIVATE LIVES"-plus several equally "DEVIOUS PLOTS"-can this possibly mean the outrageous MIZ MIRANDA MARACONA and MIZ KOOKIE KOMBUIS are at it again? The answer is a resounding "YES ""
When Kabuki meets Noel Coward, thereby interrupting several "PRIVATE LIVES"-plus several equally "DEVIOUS PLOTS"-can this possibly mean the outrageous...
Can the combination of living in MANSON MEW, the renamed THE CORPSE (as opposed to its original THE COPSE) and a cheery nursery rhyme which sinisterly becomes a nasty rhyme ever be excused for the subsequent horrors they create? According to CRISPIN CATCHPOLE and his partner MYLES GOLDEN the answer is a resounding "Yes " However, unbeknown to CRISPIN his very own "Daddy Dearest" - aka CHRISTOPHER CATCHPOLE -has ideas of his own. Ideas, which aided and abetted by this ruthless "clean up" team, make names such as MANSON and THE CORPSE pale into insignificance. For when the Three Little Piggies...
Can the combination of living in MANSON MEW, the renamed THE CORPSE (as opposed to its original THE COPSE) and a cheery nursery rhyme which sinisterly...
Revenge is a dish best served cold, they say, but some like it hot - body hot In ROBIN ANDERSON'S latest foray into sex crime, we cruise downriver from Chelsea Harbour to Canary Wharf and Wapping, where gay gallery owner Raymond Bartholomew stages a spectacular "Revenge" themed art show set up via the Internet. Its sell-out success blesses Raymond and his camp coterie with new horizons, new lovers and new sources of wealth. But before you can say "blackmail," the exhibitors' subjects start falling dead like flies - but in the most bizarre circumstances. Who's the latter-day "canvas Ripper?...
Revenge is a dish best served cold, they say, but some like it hot - body hot In ROBIN ANDERSON'S latest foray into sex crime, we cruise downriver fr...
BEL RAGAZZO -BEAUTIFUL BOY - ? - I was beautiful, so unbelievably beautiful: the most beautiful boy in Europe. "Beau garcon," they'd whisper as I walked through the Place Vendome in Paris. "I am beautiful" I would say to myself, a slight smile playing on my rose-coloured, sculpted lips as I made my way down London's uber-fashionable Bond Street. "Bel ragazzo," they would murmur excitedly as I sashayed - blond head held high - along the Via Veneto in Rome. Yes indeed: the most beautiful boy whose countenance, graceful carriage and exquisite manners would eventually prove themselves to be...
BEL RAGAZZO -BEAUTIFUL BOY - ? - I was beautiful, so unbelievably beautiful: the most beautiful boy in Europe. "Beau garcon," they'd whisper as I walk...