World War 4 - 'I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones. Albert Einstein US (German-born) physicist (1879 - 1955)

A brand new detective novel!

Rebel Yell is proud to announce yet another thrilling publication!
The Streets are melancholy  is an exiting piece of detective fiction !

It was a hot day in New Yorksburg, oppressively hot, so hot that all of the nineteen fifties people considered briefly wearing something other than suits and gangster hats. But they kept on wearing them anyway, it’s really important that you grasp that it’s hot. The fan in Dirk Doyle’s private eye office was straining to keep up with the hot, hot heat; it was somehow in the way of the light so it had a similar lighting effect as on a Ridley Scott film. Dirk was chewing on a cigar, or a toothpick, it was probably too hot to smoke. There was a knock on the door, from the other side of the door than Dirk so dirk couldn’t see who it was. It was an attractive woman, he saw this when she walked in, which she did sexily.

‘Are you Doyle?’ she asked.

‘Who wants to know?’

‘Me.’

‘And who are you?’

‘I’m Winona Kidman, I want you to follow my husband.’

‘If he’s anywhere near as sexy as you it looks like we have a case,’

So Dirk went to the woman’s husbands house, luckily he was getting in his car, which was green but that old kind of green that used to be in kitchens. Dirk followed him, there were some tense moments involving hiding his face behind a news-paper and standing next to a pole in the way that he became invisible to the followee. Soon Dirk followed until they arrived at a large warehouse, the kind for storing large boxes in. Dirk pulled out a cigarette and stuffed it into his pipe, he then loaded his revolver. Suddenly there was a knock on his car window. It was a bad guy, they fought after Dirk somehow got out of the car, Dirk won and extracted valuable information from the bad guy after some typically macho banter. 

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Interview with a Phraser

Our prized interviewer catches up with Colin the master phrase maker.


Rebel - So you coin phrases for a living?

Colin - Does a bear shit in the woods? ha. yes of course he does.

Rebel - If the current trends in environmental change permits.

Colin - Yes in fact I coined the phrase 'to coin a phrase'

Rebel - Oh good. Sorry i'm a little unprepared, we were supposed to be interviewing John Elton but he died. Of Cholera. Unexpected.

Colin - So you've been thrown in the deep end, also one of mine.

Rebel - Ah, so it appears you take a lot of work home with you?

Colin - Ah, sorry?

Rebel - You know you take a lot of your WORK home with you...

Colin - I'm sorry i don't understand.

Rebel - Well you use a lot of phrases in every day life.

Colin - Yes I invent them.

Rebel - So sayings just come naturally for you?

Colin - Yes i'm a chip of the old block.

Rebel - So your father was in the business as well?

Colin - No he died when I was young.

Rebel - Is there any money in coming up with phrases?

Colin - Ha i have money coming out of the wazoo mate.

Rebel - So your wealthy then?

Colin - No i'm horribly poor, you see a wazoo doesn't exist, I came up with it in fact.

Rebel - I don't want to be a wet blanket but we aren't paying you for this interview.

Colin - Wet Blanket? can i use that?

Rebel - No it's already quite a common phrase

Colin - Well it sucks anyway,I just came up with a better one "damp blanket"

Rebel - Thats almost exactly the same thing.

Colin - I don't tell you how to do your job.

Rebel - You were telling me how to do it earlier before the interview, I was quite offended.

Colin - Alright, lets let bygones be bygones

Rebel - What is a bygone? I imagine some kind of two sided polygon.

Colin - It's a phrase, that I invented. Well if i'm not getting paid i'm out of here like a French hen.

Rebel - That didn't make any sense but thanks for coming on the show

Colin - Your out of sugar sachets.

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