Charles has been doing a lot of reading -- in his room, down in the bar at night, and in the library he discovered upstairs -- of physics and math texts requested from the Bar, poetry from other worlds and times, even the odd storybook. (There's truth in all of them ( Read more... )

It's not Remembrance Sunday in Sam's world. That's about six months away, for her -- it's the end of May on the other side of the door. But there's plenty to be thinking about at the moment as it is. The British Expeditionary Force and their French allies are in trouble in France, and the call has gone out for any ship capable of braving the ( Read more... )

[OOM: Hastings, England, early summer 1940 -- During a murder investigation, Sam has a run in with a local MP. It's a good thing he's not looking for her vote ( Read more... )

Sandry is in the bar, spinning--or attempting to ( Read more... )

Father Mulcahy sits in an armchair tonight, busily bent over the crossword on his knee. Every so often, he pauses to press the tip of his pencil to his tongue and stare at the empty boxes ( Read more... )

Sam's in the bar again, having once again found it on the other side of DCS Foyle's office door. (The past few times, she'd been more than a little disappointed when she found herself in the police station corridor. Especially when she'd been wanting a cup of Milliways tea more than anything ( Read more... )

As a general rule, being chased down by determined police officers tends to be a deterrent to would-be thieves. Unfortunately, the ones in Sandford are either very stubborn or very thick, which is why Nicholas Angel is in the middle of his third foot chase of the week as he sprints through the door. There's a slightly undignified stumble as the ( Read more... )

She had more or less convinced herself she'd dreamed this place. The writers' room had gone on being the writers' room, they'd all weathered Hilary's rivalry with Grace Cavendish, and while Betty has no idea what happened to upset Mr. Winthrop, it seems to have blown over too ( Read more... )

[OOM: A murderer's been caught, but Sam still has a few questions to ask her boss.]

Once again, there's a pub on the other side of Detective Chief Superintendent Foyle's office door.

This time, when she opens the door, Sam blinks -- and beams.

(It's always nice to know that you haven't been dreaming about a bar that suddenly appears behind a ( Read more... )

Amy came in this evening with Susan, because she thinks they both need a bit of a break from the excitement of Christmas in Ambergeldar.

She's not expecting to get a note delivered with her tea, and she reads it over twice, frowning more and more, until Susan, alarmed by the expression on Mama's face, fusses enough to get her mother's attention ( Read more... )