Basil Baxter looked disappointed. ‘I’ve sent numerous E-mails and you never replied!’
The man standing in the doorway looked panicky. He seemed hard pressed to think up an answer to Basil Baxter’s admonition.
Basil Baxter put Polly down and walked up to the man, whose eyes were swivelling around the room as if to find an exit. [...]

Some more things Skippy can no longer do
Loyal friends of Basil Baxter may also have heard of this person called “Skippy”. This “Skippy” character gets up to any number of amusing antics and then adds those to a list of things Skippy can not do. Presumably because someone told him he can no longer do [...]

Basil Baxter is still enjoying his holidays. So far he has visited China, which he found a rather fascinating country. When they put someone to death; the condemned pays for the bullet. What a novel concept! Basil Baxter sure could do with a few victims like that… He did not stay long, though. Just long [...]

It was a sunny day. In fact, a very sunny day. The beach was crowded with the sort of people who can’t afford to go on a proper holiday but who refuse to admit it. Campers and caravans lined the strip of sand.

It was a sunny day but that, Basil Baxter surmised, was not very special in these parts. He glad to get some sun though, after his trip to the Antarctic he definitely need to warm up. He felt himself come back to life in the balmy 35c temperature of the African morning. He felt quite at home there. It was, after all, the birthplace of Ebola and any number of other interesting pathogens.

The room was dark. From the ceiling some hard to identify liquid oozed down one of the curved steel walls. From outside came the sounds of waves hitting the steel pillars that supported the rusting man-made island. Basil Baxter allowed Polly, his trusty, rusty, chainsaw to hum gently.

In a chair at the centre of the [...]

With a sigh Basil Baxter closed Pine and ended his Telnet session. He left the computer running, as it was still doing some ballistics calculations which might yet take it the rest of the night. The really heavy calculations were being done on one of Basil Baxter’s SUN Sparc Enterprise servers but he liked having [...]

Basil Baxter looked out the window. It was a depressing day. The sun was out and many, many, as yet unkilled children were playing safely and out of harm’s way under the watchful eye of parents with nothing better to do than procreate and talk about their offspring.

For the briefest moment Basil Baxter considered the [...]

Basil Baxter swallowed a mouthful and looked up at the young man dangling from his ceiling. ‘Sorry to keep you waiting… can’t talk with my mouth full, that would be rude.’
The man writhed and wriggled in the ropes around his body. He hung about fifteen feet up in the air, above a machine that looked [...]

It had been a long day. Basil Baxter’s patience was wearing thin. ‘My friend, why do you not reply to simple and polite E-mails?’ he spoke to the man sitting in front of him, tied up on a chair inside a man-sized glass box.

The man looked at Basil Baxter with a mixture of rage [...]