THE PHOTO

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THE PHOTO

A Cass Nova Detective Thriller

The Guv took his eyes from the photo and said: ‘Well, Cass, that about wraps it up.’ He smiled. ‘DI Nova does it again.’
And I had. You see a photo can be a powerful thing. We don’t often appreciate this. We take a snapshot of something and don’t realize what’s in the background – what evidence it could contain; what clues it holds. And this photo had been essential to the case.

Of course, I’d always known who’d killed Sarah Johnson.

She had got too greedy, and her pimp, Dwane Davis, couldn’t stand that. But how to prove it? Infact, every time I seemed to get close, the avenue seemed to melt away.
I said this to my colleague, DS Sharp. ‘And I reckon it’s because we’ve got a bent copper on the team.’
He looked at me, a look of amazement on his face. ‘You’re joking.’
I flashed him my serious stare. ‘No, I’m not. And that’s why I’ve been following Davis for over a week now, taking photos of everywhere he goes. I’ve got hundreds at home, and every night I study them, ‘cos at some point he’s meeting his guardian angel, and there’s a clue in one of those photos – a place I recognize where a colleague goes, something. I WILL crack this case.’

That night, in my flat, I took out the photos.

Spread them out on the table. But I did so with a kind of sixth sense – somehow I knew I was being watched. Eventually, I left the flat, headed for the take-away on the corner. But of course, I did nothing of the sort. Rather, I back tracked and entered the flat by the back door.
DS Sharp was bent over the photos, shocked. He looked up at me. ‘How did you know?’ he asked.
‘Oh, I didn’t,’ I said, ‘I’ve had the same conversation with half a dozen at the station before you. But eventually I knew I’d smoke out the rat.
He threw down one of the photos he had in his hand. It was a nice one of me as a kid, holding my mum’s hand. ‘So there isn’t a photo to incriminate me at all, is there?’
I picked up my camera and snapped. ‘Oh, I wouldn’t say that,’ I said.

© Anthony North, April 2008

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Stuff diets. Stuff yourself. But with the right stuff.

Okay, how many diets have you tried? Add them up. Now add up how many diets you’ve tried that have failed. Is the number the same? Well, surprise, surprise. Diets don’t work. Period.
The reason why is obvious. A diet is a short term measure designed to deny yourself something whilst the weight falls off. So it is obvious that when you stop, you’ll want what you denied yourself and the weight will be straight back on.

So is a large percentage of the population destined to be obese?

Not necessarily. There is a way, but it isn’t a diet. It is a total change in the way you eat food. Infact, you can eat the same food, only different.
Most people eat three times a day, waiting until they’re hungry, and eating ‘til they’re full. This makes your metabolism go haywire on a daily basis. Far better to split your food into five smaller meals.

In this way you don’t wait until you’re hungry …

… and you don’t eat until you’re full. Instead, you eventually learn to feel neither hungry or full, and your metabolism settles down so you don’t need to feed it.
Do this for long enough and another thing happens. Your stomach shrinks. So if you try to stuff yourself too much, you can’t. Ad hey presto! You’ve lost weight and you won’t put it back on because you haven’t dieted. You’ve changed the way you eat. Forever!

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MANIC MONDAY - inc DIN on Drink

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JUST ONE MORE

Just one more, they say, as I’m sat at the bar,
after all, you don’t have to go too far;
Just one more, I accept with glee,
knowing if I stand, I’ll buckle at the knee;
Just one more, I think, when that is drunk,
and another after that is certainly sunk;
Just one more, one more, for the road,
before heading off for my abode;
Jus one more, after, after, aft .. er that,
as I reach u .. u .. up for my hat;
Jus …on … ore, I shay on ore …
I can take … another … for shure,
Jus … on … ore, I say, on … ore …
as gravity hits, and I fall to
the floor

(c) Anthony North, March 2008

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On the perils, etc, of Drink

When Noah hit dry land and got out of the Ark, the first thing he did was plant vines. Waiting for them to grow, his next step was to make wine and get drunk. This episode highlights the importance of drink in religion and culture.
Christians celebrate Christ’s blood as wine in the Eucharist, and throughout mythology, agriculture and the beginning of civilization are embodied in mythological heroes who were representative of the vine.
Rites of passage are full of drink, and when we want to enjoy ourselves, so often it is to a drink that we turn. The result is intoxication, and the reality of not remembering our most enjoyable moments.
In the UK there are arguments about ‘binge’ drinking. This often makes me laugh. I grew up in a pub culture where people could drink a gallon of beer a night, every night, and carry on working and many lived into their 90s.
I suppose the difference is why you drink. These people simply did it to relax, but too many young people today drink to get drunk, as if it is a mission. This is drinking for the wrong reason, and it is these who will no doubt damage their health in a big way.
The reason THEY drink is to escape from a meaningless life in a meaningless society without direction. And as such their minds are not at ease with themselves. And it is here that real health problems lie. For a happy mind can lead to a happy body. And vice versa.
Maybe this is what alcoholism is – a mental state that means you cannot be happy in this life without it.
Cheers.

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