These are, arguably, the most fun to write but should, perhaps, carry something of a warning. They are still thrillers so there are serious subjects that are dealt with, but with a strong and very dark sense of humour within them.
This is a story set in the depths of the Derbyshire countryside in a hotel (Hambershaw Hall) in which the unspeakable acts of one night slowly present themselves. Be warned, this is not for the faint-hearted.
This is more of a novella at only fifty thousand words. It can be read as a metaphor, a piece of bad-taste comedy, or a deeply moving love story. You decide.
It’s not the most original title, I have to admit, but it is about a hole.