It was the curious nature of the place – a roundabout with seven streets radiating out like spokes of a wheel. And then there was that wonderful pillar,
like an ancient artifact – an obelisk or to...
‘He opened the cupboard and stared in disbelief at the emptiness within. There wasn’t any coffee left. He had forgotten to stop at the Algerian on his way back to his room and had used every bean i...