Passports and Wandering Irish Con-Men: Part One (The Fax)

Apr 17, 2007 14:10

To recap: it's September 1995. We'd just survived eight months in France and then this happened. Someone stole my identity and grabbed our life savings. Now we're waiting for a fax of all the forged correspondence to arrive...It was Wednesday, the sun was shining and not a dustman in sight ( Read more... )

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pgmcc April 17 2007, 13:01:52 UTC
The suspense is killing me. Does this have a happy ending?

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chrisdolley April 17 2007, 13:16:17 UTC
It does. The amateur detective prevails - against all the odds and a series of bizarre twists.

At one point in the investigation I decided that it wasn't Moriarty I was up against but Brian Rix (who, for those who aren't British and over 40, was the master of theatrical farce.)

It was a very strange investigation:)

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pgmcc April 17 2007, 17:17:04 UTC
Brian Rix rings a bell for us over 50s, too.

I recall he either had a handicapped son, or adopted a handicapped child.

But, yes, he was the quintessential actor of farce. Usually seen pulling trousers down, or up, depending on which part of the scene it was.

I can't wait for the continu.......ing storrrrrrrrrrrry of your amature sleuthing.

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irreparable April 17 2007, 17:51:10 UTC
I've been following this avidly - every time I see a new installment on my flist I get a gleeful feeling that we're getting a new tidbit about the investigation. So I can't wait for the rest! I hope the Moriaty of the piece gets his/her comeuppance!

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