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Almost as soon as Claire Walters moved into Tulip Cottage, she came to the conclusion after experiencing two disturbing incidents that the picturesque and tranquil surroundings could be misleading and when the body of a woman was discovered in an area close to the cottage locally known as Nettles Hollow, she knew these first impressions had been justified.As the murder enquiry progressed, it became clear to Upper Nettles' Chief Inspector Richard Cavendish and his subordinate, Inspector Peter Gale, that the case was more complex than it had at first seemed, in that the victim, Glenda Nicholson, had tenuous, although possibly significant links with an ongoing case of fraud currently being investigated by New Scotland Yard in London whereby investors' funds were being systematically siphoned off by either individual dealers or an organised consortium.When the body of a young man is retrieved from a half-submerged vehicle off the coast of nearby Lymington, there was every indication the two deaths were in some way connected, especially as the victim's bicycle was found in Nettles Hollow, only metres away from where an attempt had been made to conceal the body of Glenda Nicholson.The parallels between the two enquiries narrow with the discovery by Claire of a computer disc among her personal possessions, the contents of which provide New Scotland Yard with positive leads towards uncovering those responsible for the illegal trading, including the person who had compiled the data. Although continuing to treat the enquiries into the murders in Upper Nettles and the fraud case as two separate entities, Keith Armstrong, a senior officer at New Scotland Yard and Chief Inspector Cavendish, liaise closely over certain overlapping of information and, following many surprising twists and turns as each potential suspect is questioned, both cases are finally and dramatically concluded.

Jolly Holidays was the name on the front cover of the extravagantly designed colour brochure. The participating staff are called 'Humbugs' because of their peculiar, albeit chic, vaudeville-style of dress. The women are called 'Jolly Babies' and the men are descriptively called 'Jolly's Follies'.Harold and Mabel met in 1960 at a Mat Jolly Holiday Camp in Morecombe when they were eleven years of age. Fast-forward to the summer of 2015 when Harold and Mabel, along with friends and family, were celebrating their ruby wedding anniversary. Harold, having retired from his job as an electrician at BAE Systems in Warton the previous year, now finds he has plenty of time on his hands and in Mabel's considered opinion, far too much.'Tell me, Grandad,' Susan asked him during a lull in the anniversary celebrations, 'what was it really like in Mat Jolly's holiday camp?''I was a mere slip of a lad in 1958 when my mum and dad first took me there. I can recall wearing my first pair of long casual trousers, an expandable snake belt, Clarke's sandals, fluorescent socks and a pastel blue shirt made of a drip-dry nylon fabric; the baseball cap which I pulled up from an ornate stone wishing well depicted 'The Chicago Bulls' and rested on the back of my head for an entire week.'Talking to his young grand-daughter acted as a mental catalyst, unleashing memories almost long forgotten and ones he persisted in sharing with Mabel. For the next couple of weeks, she grew weary from repetitively hearing questions which didn't really require any response of whether she remembered this or that incident.A wealth of characters, friendships made and lost, all add to the full-bodied flavour of 'Lancaster Grill', each of them having their own amusing story to tell, complimented by Harold's penchant for quoting poetry although often at inappropriate moments.Harold and Mabel's continual, but good-natured bantering, well-honed over the years of their marriage, and a good measure of fascinating local Lancastrian history, weave their way inexorably right up to the last pages and to what the reader will already have come to expect from the unstoppable Harold Rigby.

A four year journey into the heart of Metal MusicWhat are the chances! An unexpected musical encounter with the Melodic Music Band Wintersun played on a friends car cd both inspired and fuelled a special adventure that took me to a metal music festival in Germany where I shed old prejudices, discovered the magic of crowdsurfing and met music heroes Jari Mäenpää, Teemu Mäntysaari, Jukka Koskinen and Kai Hahtu.Then on to Helsinki in Finland where I... Experienced a powerful and unexpected form of Nature Exchanged my comfort zone for faith and trust Saw the Northern Lights by a Sacred Lake in Inari, Found my inner artist and poet Met Indigenous Sami folk Listened to story telling stones Found my inner story teller Saw other worldly visions Met one of my metal music Heroes, Teemu Mäntysaari, on the Helsinki Metro and had a great unforgettable guitar lesson with him Got into Tuska Music Festival with just my bus pass Experianced traditional perfect smoked saunas Enjoyed some wild swimming Drank clear sweet water in Finland Visited the Hans Anderson museum in Denmark Visited Santa Clause at the Arctic Circle Experienced amazing metal music And recalibrated my spiritual compass ...And then I wrote this journal.

Rita Unger is a direct relative of the celebrated Austrian poet Adolf Unger, who was murdered in Auschwitz in the early years of the Second World War. Thankfully, his passion for poetry and his outstanding literary gift lives on and flourishes in the work of Rita Unger.Although she has been writing for many years this is the first time that her work has been made public. The subjects of her poems are often dark and provocative, yet each one is brought to life with a haunting, lyrical beauty that only a lifetime of undulating love and emotion could inspire.