Andrew Medcraft: 2 books

"The wood fire skipped and danced about my nose but I could see no visible source. Since the muffled beep I had become aware of how still the night was. The rain had driven the wildlife deep undercover and apart from the squelch and gurgle of my stride, the gentle splatter of rain and mud and my short...

"The dust danced in the shaft of light as the city began to pick up speed, blurring into a colourful backdrop of shop fronts, pedestrians and pavement. It was as if the chaos was a celebration of my leaving. A fond farewell to the man who had chased somebody else’s dream and had stumbled, regained...