The Kiss

                                 Copyright © 2025 Mike Rickett All rights reserved. 1968 I last ran into Montague Stephens almost a year ago. We bumped into each other in London after a Mozart concert at St Martin-in-the Fields. I was idly standing around clutching a glass of mediocre wine afterwards when he sidled up alongside me. I introducedContinue reading “The Kiss”

It’s Joe Calling

A ghost story for Christmas By Mike Rickett ‘I never used to believe in ghosts,’ says Adam Curtiss, swirling the remains of his beer around in its glass and staring at me with troubled eyes. He stares around the pub as though expecting to see a friend or relative.    ‘That obviously means that youContinue reading “It’s Joe Calling”