Harry of England. Or to put it correctly Harry of Wales. No one can deny the young prince has spirit. I asked mysef, how would I feel if I were about to go Afghanistan. One has just to look at the Paralympics participants, especially those who served in the British Army. Heavens only knows how many young American ex-Iraq or Afghanistan veterans are about to grace our shores, those and others from different theatres of war. Heroes they are, to a man and woman. Harry a captain ,in the Army Air Corps should perhaps ease himself off the front pages. But I offer no criticism of his antics. Young officers'. I've seen worse behaviour.
I finally got permission to publish The Justice of Revenge on Kindle. It was of course previously published in an abridged form, that version lacked the impact I desired. This version is explosive. I make no apologies.

   Les Lunt.

A summers evening in Devon.

So, where do you go to celebrate your wife's birthday when you live in one of the most beautiful places on the planet? Why, you go to your local 16th century pub, which sells real ale. And so to Totnes, in Devon. A swift half at the Royal Seven Stars Hotel (often portrayed in my books)...before boarding a ferry to Dartmouth.
Now Dartmouth is special to us both, my wife taught English to foreign cadets at the Royal Naval College, and as a Reserve Officer, I taught navigation to cadets and for my sins I trained a group of cadets to take part in the Ten Tors...(an expedition on Dartmoor, some of the cadets actually did the 50 miles overland hike!).
However, to continue. On to Bow Bridge at Tuckenhay....The Watewrman's Arms. Go there as soon as you can! Dine by the river, you can even feed the ducks! But I digress, just down the road  is The Maltsers Arms, a pub where we held our weddding reception all those years ago...onced owned by a great chef and piss artist, Keith Floyd, it's further down the river at Bow Creek...We had to check it out....my how it has changed, great beers, Palmers, it has to be tried...  back to Totnes and The Steam Packet pub on the river...Doombar, a last pint. I look up and above on the hill is the house I bought while working in Paignton and Brixham. Cherry Cross overlooked the river with magnificent views down river and across the town.We spent many a cold winter night huddled  around a fire in the Steam Packet, empty, cold and those days lacking in character.
When Peter took over it changed. He had great plans and vision, although he later sold it, it's now one of the best pubs in the UK...it also had four real ales on...My how pubs are changing!
An American hero died yesterday. Gore Vidal, how I wish we had an English version. As I said in my tweet, politicians lie, even when confronted, they lie even further. Cameron is reported to have been furious about the NHS spectacular at the opening ceremony of the Olympics...(showing the magnificent work done in the National Health Service) one of Cameron's henchmen called it a socialist extravaganza..Shame on you Cameron and you Cleggy, just how much damage can these two clown do before the British ship sinks....they agreed to pay millions to a private security firm who by all accounts shouldn't guard a chicken shed. The government called in the army, the same lads who are nursing their P45's in their backpockets...shame on you Cameron.

And finally as Gore Vidal said: "Style is knowing who you are, what you want to say, and not give a damn."  Beautifully put! 

Oh how I wish I could emulate him....

And finally, finally, reports of Tony Blair wishing to get back into politics..in the Labour Party! Which I understand he has never left... Just how much pain can he inflict on innocent people?

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