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Truth and fiction – The Unexploded Man

Watching recent events in the world can be quite disturbing but the real world is also a great source of ideas. Consider this – The Russian Bear is stirring. After years of economic sanctions, isolation and rejection by the West, Russia is on the offensive. The Crimea is annexed and the West does nothing. Russian militias have occupied Eastern Ukraine while NATO, paralysed and impotent, looks on.

Supported by Russia, a brutal proxy war continues in Syria driving millions of refugees towards Western Europe, destabilising country after country. The very fabric of the European Union faces collapse as soldiers string barbed wire across the continent. ‘So what is really going on?’ we ask ourselves as we watch Jon Snow on Channel 4 News and the, seemingly endless, stream of people fleeing the fighting. Who is really responsible for these terrible events and why are they doing it? Not easy questions to answer. Of course we all have an opinion. What, I wonder, if there is a master plan at work? A scheme so dastardly that it would be difficult to comprehend and Britain is a key target in a war we don’t even know we’re fighting.

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In Britain, the political classes are under attack. Dissidents who dare to speak out are murdered. Remember Litvinenko, killed with radioactive poison and there are others. The political landscape is changing. Helped by unseen forces, unilateral disarmers are gaining power in Westminster. Don’t believe me? Think Jeremy Corbyn. “If elected I will never, under any circumstances, use a nuclear weapon,” promises the leader of the British Opposition and the people love him for it.

No man knew more about the character flaws of certain members of Parliament than journalist David Barnett. These flaws could be exploited to undermine Britain’s security, but Barnett was always professionally discreet – right up to the moment when he was found murdered. Barnett is The Unexploded Man. A Political Warfare Thriller I’m publishing on the 22nd March. Pre-order copies are now available.


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Serendipity

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I’ve been reworking a book called ‘Alternative 3′ my father, who is now 85, first published forty years ago. Not an easy project. For a start there was no digital manuscript. He wrote it on a manual typewriter. Rather than retyping the whole 95,000 words I used the free optical character recognition app. within Microsoft Word – never knew it existed before – to produce a first draft. It was littered with errors. ‘H’s became ‘d’s and where it didn’t recognise a word it either guessed, wrote nonsense or just missed it out. Reminds me of the man who invented predictive text who died last week. His funday is next monkey.

However, I digress. The original book was the basis for a one hour television documentary shown in 1977. The documentary also called Alternative 3 was shown by ITV and explained, in some detail, how the moon landing were a front for a far more ambitious project: Building a colony on Mars, a refuge for world leaders and their chums to escape to because they knew global warming would eventually destroy the planet. The documentary is a bit dated, by today’s standards, but still a professional production. At the time, global warming was almost unheard of. Now, its significance is recognised by most people and dad’s book is very pertinent to today’s problems as the earth’s climate changes. Are the world’s leader planning to escape and leave the rest of us to stew? Who can say!
Alternative 3 had considerable success and was translated into a number of different languages including Japanese. The Japanese, it seems, are particularly fond of conspiracy theories.

I published the reworked book last December and then a strange thing happened. A Facebook friend sent me a link to a film released the previous month called ‘Packing for Mars‘ and, to my surprise, the entire plot was based on Dad’s original book. It even named his book as the original idea.

I contacted Frank Jacob, the film’s producer and explained my father was very much alive and kicking adding that he owned the copyright to his material and we had a most constructive conversation. The two hour feature film is a super production and dad is over the moon (excuse the pun) with it.
Serendipity indeed.
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Welsh Wednesdays: LLandeilo Book Fair

It should be a great day. I shall certainly be there.

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download (3)Inspired by the success of other local book fairs I have decided to organise one in my adapted new home in Wales. I’m pleased to announce that there has been great interest in it and the event will now be held on

Saturday, April 30th,

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Llandeilo Fawr Civic Hall Trust, Llandeilo

in the beautiful town of Llandeilo (Carmarthenshire).

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For more information about the event watch this space.

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If you are a Welsh resident author and would like to participate please leave a comment.

Thanks to Judith Barrow for all the help and advice and to the talented authors who have signed up for the event already.

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A White Man’s War – inspired by a rugby match and a photograph.

Mafeking Black WatchI visited South Africa in 1995, to watch the Rugby World Cup Final and remember seeing Nelson Mandela walking onto the pitch at Ellis Park Stadium before the game wearing a Springbok’s rugby shirt. The crowd went wild. After 34 years of apartheid, his release from prison was the beginning of a new age. Not even the monstrous bulk of the New Zealander Jonah Lomu could dampen South Africa’s momentum that day. More than 60,000 were cheering the Boks to victory. The final score was South Africa 15 points to New Zealand’s 12. I’d visited South Africa before as a young sailor in 1971 when I found the country a strange, intimidating place. Since then, I’ve returned several times, always wanting to see more. During one visit, I was shown a photograph, taken during the siege of Mafeking, of a Black African standing before three British officers. The man looked terrified and with good cause. He had just been sentenced to death for stealing food. Looking at the picture, I felt ashamed and determined to learn more about the circumstances. It was the beginning of a personal journey into history and a world I knew very little about. My research included a holiday, a present from my wife, touring Boer and Zulu War battlefields. It was a fascinating and, at times, a moving experience particularly visiting Isandlwana and Spion Cop where so many lives were lost because of British incompetence. South Africa is a beautiful country and still has its problems but I found the people, both white and black, welcoming and hospitable.

Before publishing the book I have had a long debate about the language used at the end of the 19th Century. Some of the words used by the Boers and the British would, by today’s standards, be considered hateful but they have been left in because I wanted to be historically accurate. No offence is intended but it was the way the people talked at the time.

The siege of Mafeking lasted 217 days and turned Colonel Robert Stephenson Baden-Powell into a British national hero. The exploits of Mafeking’s garrison, fuelled by tales of the can-do, stiff upper lip attitude of the defenders and particularly Colonel Baden-Powell, fired the British public’s imagination. The darker side of the story; the abominable treatment of the natives, was largely forgotten. They didn’t count. As General Cronje wrote on the 29th October 1899, ‘This was a white man’s war.’ This book is a work of fiction with a few minor changes to chronology but much of the story is based on the recorded historical events of the siege and it is proper that I acknowledge my principle sources. First of these is Thomas Pakenham’s excellent book ‘The Boer War’ published in 1979. If anyone wants to learn more about the Boer War and the siege, I highly recommend it. The second was Baden-Powell’s own account of the siege of Mafeking. His ‘boy’s own’ style of writing is endearing if somewhat dated. I also drew from three contemporary diaries ‘Mafeking – A Diary of the Siege’ by Major F.D. Baillie published in 1900, ‘South African Memories’ by Lady Sarah Wilson published in 1909 and ‘The Siege of Mafeking’ by Trooper William Robertson Fuller. I’m not sure when Fuller’s diary was first published but the copy I read included an interesting introduction, written in 1998 by his grandson, John William Fuller. Trooper Fuller’s account of the siege, reflecting as it does an ordinary soldier’s perspective, is far less jingoistic than the others. He ended the siege guarding Eloff and the other captured Boer officers. The final words in his diary, written on the 28th May 1900, were, ‘Here endeth my diary and may I never be in a besieged town again.’ There are other resources, too numerous to mention but I must include, Colin ‘Johnny’ Walker’s website ‘The Mafeking Cadets.’

Why, I wondered, did Baden-Powell demote Major, Lord Edward Cecil, his chief of staff, to the role of leading the town’s cadets, a boy’s organisation which existed before Baden-Powell’s arrival? It must have been very humiliating for Cecil. B-P didn’t think much of Cecil, a fact demonstrated by his report at the end of the siege when he wrote of Cecil, ‘Stuck pluckily to his work although hampered by illness in the first part of the siege.’ Later he went further, ‘Did his best but was not much use.’ There are more charitable views of Cecil, including Sergeant Major Gwynne’s who wrote to his sister saying, ‘Lord Cecil was the nicest man in the whole garrison. It was on his shoulders that fell the majority of the work.’ A second officer was assigned to help Cecil in his new role, Lieutenant Ronnie Moncreiffe. Moncreiffe was a heavy drinker and spent much of the siege under arrest. Had B-P dumped what he considered to be his worst officers on the cadets to be rid of them? If B-P did, the results must have surprised him. According to accounts, the boys Cecil commanded were always smartly turned out, well disciplined and effective in their duties during the siege. When Sarel Eloff and his men surrendered, the cadets helped disarm them and escort them to the Masonic Hall. B-P recognised the importance of the work done by the cadets during the siege and the boys received the Queen Victoria’s South Africa Medal with the Defence of Mafeking Bar. On the 30th June 1900 the cadets were each awarded a grant of one pound for their services. After the war, Linden Webster met the Boer sniper responsible for knocking him off his bicycle. The man apologised saying he was sorry because he believed he had killed Webster. Three of the cadets, including Linden Webster, were invited to represent Mafeking at the Coronation of Edward VII, in London, in 1902. When he was 26, Warner Goodyear the bicycling cadet, admired by Baden-Powell, died from a sporting accident. Hearing of his death, Baden Powell donated money for a suitable memorial.

Major Lord Edward Cecil never got over Mafeking. Years later, when told that Baden-Powell was buying a house and would be his neighbour, he commented, ‘I dread anything that reminds me of that ghastly time. I really dread it.’ Others had a different view. ‘It’s good to be an Englishman,’ wrote Major Baillie in his diary, during the fighting. General Cronje died in 1904, ostracized by his own people. Sarel Eloff was transported, with 5000 Boers, to St. Helena, a remote island in the Atlantic from which escape was considered impossible. The Island had been Napoleon Bonaparte’s prison and was where he died. On the 2nd February 1901, together with two other prisoners, Eloff stole a fishing boat but the oars had been removed and he was quickly recaptured. He remained a prisoner until the end of the war. I have visited St. Helena. It’s one of the most remote islands in the world and the idea of escaping by rowing boat shows he was a either a brave or foolhardy man. Because of Murchison’s action at the police station, which Baden-Powell drew to Lord Roberts’ attention, his death sentence was commuted to penal servitude for life. The half-mad lieutenant lived out his days in an institution, which I believe was on the Isle of Wight.

The saddest part of the siege of Mafeking was, in my view, the treatment of the natives. Major Baillie acknowledges the importance of the Baralong, Black Watch who fought alongside the British. Without their help, it’s probable that Mafeking would have fallen and Baden-Powell consigned to a minor historical role. History, they say, is written by the victors and that is true of Mafeking. In the strictest sense, the Boers weren’t defeated; they simply withdrew so Mafeking wasn’t a victory but, like Dunkerque when the British army was rescued from France, the British would claim to be the winners. Regardless of who won, holding the town for 217 days was a remarkable achievement. Apart from the mention of a few individual Baralong, no thanks were offered to the Black African garrison of Mafeking who helped defend the town. Of the £29,000 relief fund raised in England, to rebuild Mafeking, none went to the Baralong, who had lost everything and there are no records of men like Themba Jabulani or the thousands of others who suffered.

The Boer War dragged on for another two miserable, brutal years. The lesson of Mafeking, that an entrenched small force could defend against an enemy superior in numbers and armed with artillery and high velocity rifles, was learned. Trench warfare and the stalemate it creates, was invented at Mafeking. The tactics would be reused during the Great War of 1914-1918 with awful consequences for the participants. To finally defeat the Boers, the British developed other novel forms of warfare including concentration camps and what is today euphemistically called ethnic cleansing.

In 1901, Canon Farmer, a British missionary in the Transvaal, wrote, ‘I should be sorry to say anything that is unfair about the Boers. They look upon the Kaffirs as dogs and the killing of them as hardly a crime.’ In his book, Pakenham asserts the Boers openly admitted killing the armed Africans they captured. The British were no better. Sir Alfred Milner (Later Lord Milner) High Commissioner for South Africa from 1897 to 1905 and one of the chief instigators of the war, summed up attitudes when he commented,’ You only have to sacrifice the ‘nigger’ and the game is easy.’ Milner returned to South Africa in 1928, was bitten by a tsetse fly and died of sleeping sickness. Africa had taken its revenge on the man who, it is said, started ‘The White Man’s War.’

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Book reviews mess with your mind

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Getting reviews for your book is a pain particularly when you are starting out. A while ago I made my novel The Iron Masters free for a day and advertised the fact on different Facebook group pages, asking interested people to download the book and post a review. Just over a thousand copies were downloaded and I jubilantly sat back and waited for the reviews to pour in. Six weeks later and the resulting flood of reviews has amounted to seven. Apathy rules. I won’t be doing that again and it’s back to the drawing board to design plan B for getting reviews.

Rayne Hall, the doyen of twitter book marketing, warns against swapping reviews with other authors but, having found a Facebook group called Review Swapping ( FREE BOOKS and $0.99 BOOKS), I decided to give it a go. I’m not a devious person but, not wanting to fall foul of Amazon’s rules, – swapping reviews is frowned on – I would let a friend do the reviewing on my behalf. Of course, my swap partners would need my friend’s name so they knew I had completed my half of the bargain. Testing the water, I offered The Iron Masters Volume I – For The Love Of Eira and The Welsh Folly Book  to the group and immediately had several offers to swap reviews. So far so good. The next step was to download the books, read them, review them, post a review and wait for the Quid Pro Quo. At this point I began to see a problem. Most of the books I was being asked to review were appalling rubbish. Some were only a few pages long. Others consisted of freely available stuff probably copied and pasted from the internet. Nearly all were badly formatted, with broken links and littered with mistakes. I had a dilemma. These people were reviewing my book and expecting reviews from me in return. If I was honest and told the truth I could expect no mercy. I’m sorry to say that I took the cowards way out and posted reviews that, shall we say, were economical with the truth. I described one tiny effort as concise and another as not being verbose. Others I had to be more inventive with.

When the swapped reviews came back most were four of five star but the quality of the comments was a disaster and would put any serious reader straight off. Here’s one example for The Welsh Folly Book  .

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Worse was to come. Being a trusting soul, I was disappointed when several of the authors who had agreed to swap didn’t follow through. I’d read their books, written and posted the reviews and got no review back in return. I was annoyed and about to make a silly mistake. I deleted one of the reviews where I had got nothing in return. An hour later the author whose review I had deleted took their revenge and I got this review on The Iron Masters Volume I – For The Love Of Eira in reply.

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Lesson learned. In future, I’m steering clear of review swap groups. A plague on all their houses I say. In future any reviews of my books will be unsolicited. On a brighter note, I received an Email this week from Helen Hollick of the Historical Novel Society saying that the society had reviewed my novel The Iron Masters which cheered me up no end. Thanks Helen and thank goodness for an honest opinion at last. If you’re interested here’s what the society’s reviewer said.

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