What with Brexit and the UK parliament closed to dissent and happenings extraordinaire, as Poirot would say, it’s no wonder I am worried about the Reverend Callum Mackie and young Mark le Mot. The last I saw of them they were on Big Jake’s bench at the end of the Kirkgate. It’s not that, we’re now well into September and Leith is getting cauld, and Jake isn’t getting any younger. Must get them off that bench and somewhere warm. Heard there’s a nice wee cafe up at our parliament, and it’s open for business.
Published by Alan Addison
Before graduating in English Literature at the University of Edinburgh in 1995, I worked as a master joiner/carpenter. Following graduation from university, I studied for a post-graduate diploma in Community Education and worked as a literacy tutor in Community Learning and Development. I have gained education awards and published an academic paper on the use of Scots language in family literacy work. I have produced teachers' notes for the Scottish Book Trust. My first work of fiction, Justified Sinner, was completed in 2016. Since then I have published three more novels in the JP Associate series. View all posts by Alan Addison