'Tis All In The Games
Strange, Whimsical, Quirky and Unconventional Tale
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Despite their rather grand name, they actually spoke with strong Wessex accents. Three times every Sunday and two evenings each week they would attend their Baptist chapel. They would holiday two weeks each and every year in Bridport, which is all of twenty-five miles away, (such extravagance is surely a sin thou knoweth).
They had three sons, the first, Eli left home as soon as he left school to train as a missionary in darkest East Yorkshire. Someone once told him to go to hell but he did the next best thing and went to Hull. He was short, fairly plump but not to the point of obesity and if anything was more self-righteous than his father.
The second son, Adam, (you'd have thought he'd have been the first really, wouldn't you?), was another pious little git, who worked as a freelance gardener and landscaper and to be perfectly fair, did a good job of it too. He detested alcohol. Strange that his downfall came one night when he was caught with his hand down a local farm girl's drawers, (for all I know she'd asked him to give her front hedge a trim). He was caught by PC John Johns, whose parents obviously had bugger all imagination. He had plied her with drink. It turned out that she had only been fifteen at the time, although now sixteen but had told him she was forty-three and being as thick as a donkey's dangler, he'd believed her. In court the magistrate developed the hots for her mother so it had been touch and go as to whether Adam got the twelve months probation or deportation, hanging and life imprisonment.
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About the Book
This whimsical little book is the ideal accompaniment for a plane or train journey. It uses a ludicrous plot to weave comical characters and their comments into a story that will make you laugh on every page. It is also a little unconventional. Have you ever seen a book with commercial breaks between its chapters?
About the Author
Steve White, who sometimes writes as Ivor Corker, was born in 1952 in Wiltshire, England and works providing adaptations for the elderly or disabled after having spent years in the motor and pest control industries. For many years he has written articles for magazines and is a prolific letter writer. During the past five years or so he has written hundreds of poems, one of which received an honourable mention at the prestigious 2006 Bridport Prize (51st out of 5612). He has also written several articles of a humorous nature. He has a photographic memory for comments and amusing incidents that have happened to him or friends and colleagues and he uses his wickedly irreverent sense of humour to bring these characters to life in writing. In addition to his first whimsical novel, 'Tis All in the Games, he is planning more projects including a collection of short stories and may release some of his poetry onto an unsuspecting public.