The Good, the Baad and the Snuggly
The Good, the Baad and the Snuggly
There is a galaxy in this Universe very like the one in which we are spinning around. In that galaxy there is a star system almost exactly like our Solar System. In that star system there is a planet that could be identical to ours in shape, composition, even animals, languages and places. But not quite. Things are slightly different. Slightly but significantly! During the reign of Good Queen Victor, there are fowl goings on in the town of Cloddfallech and the village of Ifornovellio in the other Snowdonia, the other North Wales. The sheep are upset, the cows worried and Hemlock Jones, private consulting detective hasn't had a case in ... well ever! What follows is a tale of mystery, dastardly deeds, love, lust, one night perches, killer frogs and lots of rain. Can Hemlock avoid the clutches of his ancient landlady and with his esteemed colleague, friend and flu powder supplier John Watson Brockway get to the bottom of the mysterious goings on when he doesn't even speak Sheepsh, Moonch or Henish? Are the sheep what they seem and how much longer must Tom the Cat wait to sing karaoke? Jones and Brockway set about their task with grim determination and great gusto (which is a problem for Brockway as he has the back seat on the company tandem!) and only time will tell if they are successful at steering their way through gang warfare, duplicitous goings on and the best tasting scrambled eggs ever! Will our intrepid duo win the day or will reality reassert itself? In this story the two intrepid detectives have a confusing mystery to solve involving talking dogs, criminal sheep and confused cows. There is also a strange beast to confront and an evil megalomaniac to thwart (which can be very painful!). Will the pair win out? Will love prevail? Will the chickens be the saviours of humankind? Will any of it make any sense? Read on to find out.A novel novel for the aficionado of the quirky and unusual who doesn't mind being led into a fantastic world that seems familiarly unfamiliar and yet entirely possibly impossible. Come the revolution the sheep may rule!