Dear Vasanistas! At last, two years after the publication of Vasa and Ypres: A Mayfair Conundrum, the second Vasa and Ypres full-length adventure is here! Park Avenue or Bust! is available for pre-order as an e-book and paperback on Amazon. Tell all who will listen, and get ready to draft those five-star reviews. In Park… Continue reading Vasa and Ypres’s Latest Book: Park Avenue or Bust!
I stood bemused. Although, can one consider it standing if one is travelling sixty kilometres per hour in a northbound direction? I made a mental note to ask Ypres. Getting back to my predicament, the reason of my bemusement was the unappealing menu poster I was facing in the Amtrak train bound for Montreal. It… Continue reading Chapter XXXIX – Bust!
Those of you who are not familiar with Wagner will underestimate the extent of Madison’s tormented emotions. Whereas Mozart and Rossini are usually good-humoured fun, with a bit of harmless suspense thrown in, Wagner is the equivalent of a protracted tragic identity crisis. It summons the full range of painful emotions in a most ungermanic… Continue reading Chapter XXXV – Wagnerian Distress
I have come to the conclusion that I am rather good at deductions. This may come as a surprise to some. Indeed, in general, my grasp of mathematics is rather tenuous. To me, arithmetic might as well be a collection of Arabic numerals. Some, although they would be uncharitable, would say that the level of… Continue reading Chapter XXXIII – Deductions
I have been made aware, through experience in Mayfair’s thirsty circles, and by attending the odd Noel Coward play in the West End, that when it comes to cocktail parties there are two camps. One claims they are the worse form of entertainment. A sort of alcohol fueled networking contest with the challenge of balancing… Continue reading Chapter XXX – An American Hen Party
“You will not believe what that man said, Ypres!” I closed the door to the flat behind me. Instead of Ypres’s familiar maritime face, I was confronted with Cousin Andrew in one of his more spectacular suits. Indeed, it was so spectacular that I had to do a double take, prompting him to languidly turn… Continue reading Chapter XXVIII – Thrift Shop