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- manage your mind goblins
- nap for 1,000 years
- investigate Pi until you get to the weird stuff
- investigate pie
- read a book out loud in the forest. it may seem like no creatures are listening, but they are, and they appreciate it
- manage your mind goblins
- nap for 1,000 years
- investigate Pi until you get to the weird stuff
- investigate pie
- read a book out loud in the forest. it may seem like no creatures are listening, but they are, and they appreciate it
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Thanks to @trueref.bsky.social for the reference image! #TrueRefDT0010
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It was in that very moment that Sir John must have struck for, when I next looked, Mr Peterson was gone!
Even then I had hope, as I had stationed George and Bertha's young henchmen at the building's entrance.
And yet, when I reached them, they claimed they'd seen nothing.
It was in that very moment that Sir John must have struck for, when I next looked, Mr Peterson was gone!
Even then I had hope, as I had stationed George and Bertha's young henchmen at the building's entrance.
And yet, when I reached them, they claimed they'd seen nothing.
It seemed to be about chopping off heads and an old women's knitting circle. So how did cake manage to feature in the title?
A sudden flurry of activity as people made way for the cadaverous figure lurching towards us.
"Mr de Ath, so good of you to join us!" said my employer.
Mr Death nodded.
It seemed to be about chopping off heads and an old women's knitting circle. So how did cake manage to feature in the title?
A sudden flurry of activity as people made way for the cadaverous figure lurching towards us.
"Mr de Ath, so good of you to join us!" said my employer.
Mr Death nodded.
The Diorama, across from the Zoological Gardens, was surprisingly busy for a Wednesday afternoon.
Mr Peterson stood in front of a tableau of the pyramids at Giza, stiff and ill at ease.
Mr Bruff and I lingered at the side of the next exhibit, entitled, "Let Them Eat Cake."
The Diorama, across from the Zoological Gardens, was surprisingly busy for a Wednesday afternoon.
Mr Peterson stood in front of a tableau of the pyramids at Giza, stiff and ill at ease.
Mr Bruff and I lingered at the side of the next exhibit, entitled, "Let Them Eat Cake."
I calmed the timid Mr Peterson as best I could; Mr Bruff patted his shoulder.
"We will be nearby and we will be listening," he reassured him. "You will be safe."
"And I just have to pretend I'll keep quiet if he shares his inheritance with me?"
"That's the plan."
1/4
I calmed the timid Mr Peterson as best I could; Mr Bruff patted his shoulder.
"We will be nearby and we will be listening," he reassured him. "You will be safe."
"And I just have to pretend I'll keep quiet if he shares his inheritance with me?"
"That's the plan."
1/4
There are no positions, prizes or fellowships specifically for Romani history in British universities.
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There are no positions, prizes or fellowships specifically for Romani history in British universities.
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Mr Peterson, Sir John's third cousin once removed, looked astonished to hear my revelations.
"So he murdered his wife?" he gasped.
"I believe so."
"And he can't be brought to book?"
"My close contacts in the Metropolitan Police say not."
"Oh. Oh, my..."
Mr Peterson, Sir John's third cousin once removed, looked astonished to hear my revelations.
"So he murdered his wife?" he gasped.
"I believe so."
"And he can't be brought to book?"
"My close contacts in the Metropolitan Police say not."
"Oh. Oh, my..."
Unfortunately, I can only fill orders from the US right now. Hoping that’ll change in the future.
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Unfortunately, I can only fill orders from the US right now. Hoping that’ll change in the future.
www.danielledoctor.com
If you have no dosh, another publisher (Wilton Sq) is willing to buy the books & distribute on a 50/50 profit split
If you have no dosh, another publisher (Wilton Sq) is willing to buy the books & distribute on a 50/50 profit split
I removed my bowler hat and knocked respectfully at my employer's office door.
"Come!" came the immediate response.
"Sir," I said upon entering, "I have a pressing question to ask." Though I saw him roll his eyes, I was determined to stay the course.
1/3
I removed my bowler hat and knocked respectfully at my employer's office door.
"Come!" came the immediate response.
"Sir," I said upon entering, "I have a pressing question to ask." Though I saw him roll his eyes, I was determined to stay the course.
1/3
"Who do you represent, sir?" I asked. "The late Lady Geeson or her husband?"
Mr Bruff's brow furrowed. "Adelaide Geeson, of course. Her parents were clients of mine before they passed."
"Then you would want to know who it was who struck her down? Who eventually murdered her?"
"Who do you represent, sir?" I asked. "The late Lady Geeson or her husband?"
Mr Bruff's brow furrowed. "Adelaide Geeson, of course. Her parents were clients of mine before they passed."
"Then you would want to know who it was who struck her down? Who eventually murdered her?"
After revealing it was her own husband who was the culprit, Mr Bruff became thorny.
"All this on the say-so of criminals?"
"On the say-so of the same criminals you have relied on in the past," I countered. "I cannot prove it, but I know it for a fact."
"Then what are we to do?"
After revealing it was her own husband who was the culprit, Mr Bruff became thorny.
"All this on the say-so of criminals?"
"On the say-so of the same criminals you have relied on in the past," I countered. "I cannot prove it, but I know it for a fact."
"Then what are we to do?"
The service was over.
"I have a question," I said.
"You do?" Annie looked at me expectantly.
"Is there a difference in biblical terms between killing someone yourself, or asking a friend to do it?"
When she frowned, I immediately regretted my words.
The service was over.
"I have a question," I said.
"You do?" Annie looked at me expectantly.
"Is there a difference in biblical terms between killing someone yourself, or asking a friend to do it?"
When she frowned, I immediately regretted my words.