The first case I solved in recent memory was that of the Devil Dog of West London. Well, it was Bob - my father’s ex-handyman turned computer engineer – who solved it really. I wasn’t feeling myself at the time. Needless to say, Gurp! as we named the hairy urchin, is still out there, patrolling the tunnels of Chiswick-based Erin Breweries. If you’re ever enjoying a cheeky pint of real ale in that part of town , don’t leave it unguarded while you nip off for a ciggy or to answer the call of nature, because there’s a good chance that Gurp! will have it away before you return.
My second case was that of the Missing Ideas. I don’t wish to spoil the story, so my lips are zipped. You’ll have to purchase the Ferret Files if you want to know how it turns out.
Case number three followed on pretty rapidly from Case #2, and involved some stolen files. Ferret’s Files, actually, although that title is nowhere near formal enough, given there’s only the one set and the one of me. Anyway, I’m not a party pooper. Purchase the Ferret Files and read all about how a drunken night out led to an outrageous theft and the outing of a decades old government conspiracy.
Please email me on Ferret@detectingconsultant.com