AMBASSADRESS : Human Rights

We thought we had our week nicely sorted, Beagle and I. His Excellency was leaving for a couple of days to attend a conference in some particularly unappealing location and for once wives were not, as he so undiplomatically put it, An Issue. This may have meant that exotic hostesses were served up side by...

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AMBASSADRESS: GONE TO POT

Awoken, not by the fragrant scent of freshly ground and brewed coffee, but by the acrid odour of burning metal and melting plastic, a series of possibilities presented themselves to the semi-conscious brain. As in : Which should I save first ? The laptop or the beagle ? And where did I put that smart peignoir as opposed...

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