Crooke and Loch

An attack, a shouted warning and a race to safety!I whirled round putting an arm up defensively, as I did my crash helmet struck an arm and a cosh dropped to the floor with a thud. A curse and heavy boot lash towards me, I put a foot out to block the kick. The reinforced sole of my biking boot crunches against the shin of my assailant. The perfect over the ball tackle. My attacker falls and hits his head on the wall."Get out of here!" It is a skinhead girl, she is pointing up the road to where a gang of, maybe, twenty people are heading my way, fast.A well-crafted plot and snappy dialogue. says author of The Girl in the Baker's Van Richard Savin.Mick Crooke is a mild-mannered student of Computer Science ... The owner of a Triumph Trident, yes, he is a biker.On a hot summer night, back in June 1971, Mick meets Samantha Loch under unusual circumstances.A meeting between a young man and a young woman.Set against the undercurrent of the all-pervasive violence of Britain the early 1970s. The aggressive youth culture of the Skinheads and post-Kray Twins criminal underworld.Can their romance endure? I was born in London and have lived most of my life in the south of England. I only include that fact to explain the Lundin Axcint I write in.I had what could be called a portfolio career. However, the diversity of experience is starting to pay off now.After a lifetime of not knowing what to do, I decided to do something new. I announced I was retiring and Mrs Bun agreed. We spent two years searching before we found L'Olivette, our little paradise in the South of France.During the long afternoons by the pool that summer, "The Uncovered Policeman." started to take shape. Then in the winter I sat in front of the woodburner and started to type, a novella, A light, cosy mystery romance with a cast of pleasant, happy people, with quirky characters. It was first published on Valentine's Day 2016.The characters wrote themselves into a series of twelve books, with short stories and other books set in the same world.Other people have come along and whispered their stories in my ear, while I tried to doze by the pool. To keep them quiet, I wrote their tales down too, hence the number of books listed above.