Secondly, I’ll apologise here for the formatting glitches in A Raucous Time, again for reasons beyond my control - the memory stick containing the files has gone missing.
I’ve rung DI Crombie of the Met Police, but he sounded rather harassed and suggested I keep a close eye on the puppy’s movements over the next few days. Slightly ungracious, but that’s the kind of behaviour I’ve come to expect from him.
Crombie made his first appearance in A Raucous Time after all. He started off with a bit part, and boy did he build up from there. I’ve explained that heroes aren’t usually over forty or over weight. Crombie responded with three words: Tommy Lee Jones, who no-one in their right minds would want to cross. There’s no answer to that and in An Explosive Time the fat old copper has his hands full and his leg pulled as he hunts down an escaped elephant and deals with an apathetic alligator. Hollywood material he ain’t, but Crombie knows how to deal with the bad guys, and although those Celtic Cousins are still running rings around him, I’m beginning to think secretly Crombie enjoys getting caught up in their adventures. After all, if you play with fire, you can expect to get burned.