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This book is produced as if written by five family members, each producing content in 20 year blocks, from the year 2000 to the year 2100. It is the thoughts of those family members on 26 topics, first laid down by their Great, Great Grandfather, ending with the collating of the notes by the last person in the family. He is about to travel with his family, along with 4 others, to a distant planet some 5 light years away in the hope of colonising a new world.As he and the others are watching the celebrations on Earth on New Years Eve of 2099 from their space craft in orbit around the world, they see something that changes their outlook completely.ABOUT THE AUTHOR1. The author is an 80 year old male who has spent half of his life being shot at, stoned and spat at, during the 40 years he spent in the Royal Air Force. During that time he had many postings, 17 in all, with 6 of them being overseas. In the latter part of his service career he produced and edited Qty. 11 NATO Interoperability publications that entailed him travelling from his UK base to any of the nations in the NATO Central Region countries, including USAFE. He was doing that approximately twice per month for 6 years and spending a week at each location. 2. Once retired from serving 'Queen and Country', he became a self employed builder, mostly refurbishing old barns into desirable residences.3. Since he became an 'Old Age Pensioner,' he has spent time writing Qty. 3 books which are; a) 'A - I'm an Armourer, B - I'm an Armourer.' (Life story). b) 'Now That I'm Redundant' (A military 'who-dun-it'). c) This one, which is not militarily focussed.4. This book is produced by someone, supposedly, in the year 2100. He gathers the facts written down by 5 family members down the timeline from the year 2000 until the year 2100. It has been produced as factual up to the present day (Mid 2022). From then on it is written with the authors own thoughts about the future and what he gleaned from the 'University of Life.' Enjoy!

The exaggerated attack on power station emissions is flawed. Electricity generation constitutes about twenty per cent of global emissions. Nevertheless, the world should stop generating electricity from fossil fuels and find a cleaner solution. In the interim changing from coal to natural gas would reduce emissions by sixty per cent. Fracking would provide cheap natural gas and turn the UK economy around, and should widely used until genuine environmentally means of generation are viable, such as Electricity from Space as explained in this book. Nuclear Fusion, the Holy Grail of power generation, should attract large investment and be the ultimate aim of Government policy. Global shipping contributes more to atmospheric emissions than land transport. Government and the Utilities are misleading the General Public, and people are being duped into the use of Smart Meters, Electric Vehicles and Heat Pumps, not to mention the madness in the spread of unreliable and expensive Wind and Solar Farms. The book also reveals the appalling contamination of rivers and beaches, by both National and Devolved Governments. For those who wish to know the truth, this book is a must read.

Christopher Panhandle, a nineteen seventies sixth former and A level student at St John's Comprehensive, Episcopi, Cyprus, realizes that he is full of world-weary anticipation and hopelessly trapped in both a RAF-based paradise and his own world of entrenched teenage uncertainty. He enjoys the freedom of his youth but is confined to the limited choices of what he then feels unequal to taking on. He resists and is swayed in equal measure by the gentle and rough demands of friendly and insistent peer pressure. He regards himself as someone trying to win at the game of essentially being an average loser. The story follows him through five weeks of this teenaged angst-ridden escapade, wherein many attempt to reassure him of his plight and disabuse him of his secure position as a hopeless case.

The beginning of this story is based on an incident that did happen to the author and from which readers are taken on an adventurous journey around the south coast of England, as the main characters are being pursued by a tough bunch of ruthless individuals led by a very evil man. A man who heads an extensive criminal organization operating across Britain, one seeking to enslave people into drug addiction, and by trafficking women to travel to this country, enslaving them into prostitution'. 'It is a story about freedom and our basic human need to experience this.'

This Memoir is a very personal journey of how childhood trauma can close yourheart and through visualisation, meditation, shamanic practice and therapy we can worktowards opening the heart once again and live with joy.Born in January 1941 in Harrow, Rosie Kincaid is now living in beautiful Devon. She has two daughters, five grandchildren, two great granddaughters, and one great grandson. She runs an earth healing group and has been a Reiki Master for some years offering healing and attunements. Her spiritual path has taken her across the world to India in her quest for spiritual truth. Rosie's interest in Astrology started some thirty-five years ago and has helped her own healing working with the phases of the Moon. Rosie's ancestry gives her strong Celtic roots to Ireland and honours her mother's maiden name for this book.

We meet DC Linda Bates from the story, 'The House of Secrets' from the book The Shadow of Death.Now we follow her career as she gets promoted to DCI; a woman with a mission, and cases she deals with in her new post using her intuitive skills to solve crimes.

This little book is a light hearted account of how Rosie takes on challenges to raise money for her local charities. Testing her courage, determination, sheer strength of character and most importantly her sense of humour.A selection of five stories which I hope will have you laughing from beginning to end.Please enjoy!Anne Holley.'Rosie please look up and wave with BOTH hands for a photo shoot'.Crikey!! BLIP BLIP what a thing to ask me, it was more like a grimace than a smile, my arms and hands looked as if I was directing traffic in Piccadilly Circus!!