The Heist (Part 3)

We rented a small flat in the city. It was close enough to the state art gallery that I could go there daily to study the kind of security measures we would be up against for the heist, and it allowed Rory a place to work without distraction or intrusion. At the end of our... Continue Reading →

Ode to a Pastrami Sandwich

Inventive twist on old roast beef, I set you now between my teeth. Sliced thick and pepper crusted, Wholemeal bread with a little mustard. And why not add a slice of cheese? Don’t mind if I do, make it Swiss please. They know their cheese, those Swiss folk, They make it so smooth and holey... Continue Reading →

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