Bøger af Michael Redmond

Wealthy London tycoon, Richard Goodborn, has mysteriously vanished! Travel back to Victorian England, where the Earl of Glamford, a young man named Alexander, receives a prewritten letter from the missing Goodborn, asking for his help. With the help of a larger-than-life Governor, and a legendary French detective, Alexander must stop Goodborn's kidnapper before he meets the same fate!

A Comedian in lockdown.A Comedian in lockdown is a regular Diary I wrote during lockdown. It includes humorous observations, and reflections of my life during that time and freshly written comedy routines which I was not able to perform in front of an audience but which also work in a written form.Other pages are devoted to my recollections of starting out as a comedian in London in the late eighties, having left Dublin with just one joke. Despite the initial paucity of material when I arrived in London, I explain how I still somehow managed to acquire a stand up spot a year later on a modish Stand Up show on TV at the time called " Saturday Night Live ".The Diary also notates stories about my regular visits to my local supermarket and my ongoing awkward conversations with the resident butcher in the supermarket who could be described as ' pathologically ' anti-vegetarian.I highlight my predicament with a busker, who performs regularly outside the supermarket, as a result of the time I accidentally dropped a £20 note into his bucket which fell from my hand at the same time I was dropping some coins into it, and my clumsy attempt to retrieve the £20.The Diary will further feature a number of humorous photographs, an area of creative output I have discovered during the long months of lockdown. The photos received huge responses when I posted them on my twitter account...@redmondmichael1Nearer the end of the Diary, there is a regular update about a possible romantic attachment to a female neighbour who lives directly across the street from me. Our initial contact stems from when we were both cleaning our windows at the same time and I mistook her hand movement on her window as a wave towards me. The early stages of the possible relationship are defined by conversations conducted across the airwaves of our street from our sitting room windows.