……continuing Aquilino’s story from yesterday. When he got home he searched in the shed where he kept all his old books and finally found them. All ten of them, and keeping in mind what he was told he packed them together in a cardboard box and did not read through any. The next night William went back to see his old friend the hypnotist and … Continue reading Hermoso es! Aquilino’s father.
What a shame! Never Mind! So you didn’t like the way it ended. You want an epilogue. You want me to wrap it up, nice and neat, like a fairy story. How many times have you asked if my stories are real or not? Yesterday the Australian Border Force announced (You can see the full report HERE) that they had found 1.6 tonnes of Methamphetamine … Continue reading Oh Dear!
So you staggered to the end of the story! But because you came late or you had to go away for a week and missed some bits and don’t actually get the whole thing do not despair. Or even worse do not just shrug your shoulders in dismissal. The whole story Concerning Constable Aaron can be read from start to finish if you just click … Continue reading Concerning Constable Aaron Wrap Up.
Noel returned in half an hour with Aaron. Aaron’s shirt was torn and he had a split lip and his left eye was going to look worse before it looked better. “He slipped on the floor while they were charging him. That’s what they bloody well told me,” said the Sergeant. “He’s been released into my custody so, Janine, take him across to the hospital … Continue reading Pt 24. Formal discipline.
Dear Candice, I hope this makes you smile today. Love John. Continue reading Postcard to Candice
We all assembled in Noel’s office to establish a common point of view; Noel was heading off to Cairns to talk with his boss down there and really wanted to make certain that we would let the ‘pass-the-parcel’ pipeline run and that they would catch things at their end. He had already spoken on the phone to Cairns but wanted to make sure all ends … Continue reading Pt 23 The Inspector
Later that evening Sgt Noel gathered us together to work out a plan for the future. Simmie was still out on Tin Hut #4 so there were only the five of us. Noel started by outlining what he saw as our options. “We have three ways to look at this,” he said, and set it out on a whiteboard. We arrest every boat that comes … Continue reading Pt 22 Final options
What happened after I left and before I got back at lunchtime was as follows. The AFP Inspector, who had been the one who’d phoned Noel, had asked the Sergeant to drop in and see him at his office at the Commonwealth Centre. From Noel’s point of view it was more like an interrogation than and inter-service liaison. The Inspector had heard from his opposite … Continue reading Pt 21. ‘This is how it’s done.’
It’s 1916, and the First World War has been going for nearly two years and in Australia the Women’s Christian Temperance Union and the Rechabites finally succeeded in having the pubs closed after 6 o’clock. It was argued that, with the men fighting overseas, a well-ordered, self-disciplined and morally upright home front was a precondition for the successful prosecution of the war. And so, along … Continue reading Drinking Hours.
After our life defining drinking session at the Torres Hotel nothing happened. Janine went about doing whatever she did which was basically family welfare work. The islanders had a pretty decent lifestyle but there was still a bit of a problem with alcohol – who were we to judge, the session at the Torres Hotel lasted ’til late. The two boys, Jimmy and Aaron, went … Continue reading Pt 20. Playing ‘pass the parcel’