Thrown out of a Lancaster bomber at twenty thousand feet without a parachute, Squadron Leader Peter Crighton-Biggie has just four and a half minutes of precious existence left. What would go through YOUR mind? Includes 'Rescue', a bonus story of WW2.
A Yorkshireman living in the rural green hills of Lancashire, Michael Wombat is a man of huge beard. He has a penchant for good single-malts, inept football teams, big daft dogs and the diary of Mr. Samuel Pepys. Abducted by pirates at the age of twelve he quickly rose to captain the feared privateer ‘The Mrs. Nesbitt’ and terrorised the Skull Coast throughout his early twenties. Narrowly escaping the Revenue men by dressing as a burlesque dancer, he went on to work successively and successfully as a burlesque dancer, a forester, a busker, and a magic carpet salesman. The fact that he was once one of that forgotten company, the bus conductors, will immediately tell you that he is as old as the hills in which he lives. Nowadays he spends his time writing and pretending to take good photographs. You can have a good laugh at his pathetic blog or his photographs, but most of all please go and mock him mercilessly on Twitter or Facebook. Michael Wombat has published over one book. Other authors are available.
There are two short stories in this book, both of them set in the Second World War. I enjoyed them both immensely.
Descent keeps you hanging, wondering what the ending will be - although really it is inevitable, but as always, as a reader you hold out hope. I did anyway!
The Rescue is a short tale on the truth behind war and how sometimes you have to make sacrifices for the greater good.
I would definitely recommend these tales as an interlude between novels - maybe even other novels from this author, he has plenty of excellent ones. (Fog and Warren Peace just to name two).
A short but tragic story of a man who fell out of a plane. As he falls, he speaks to those he loves. I couldn’t help but imagine myself in that situation. How would I feel? Who would I talk to? Was God on my side?