It was a photograph that was the initial spark for George Dunsley to take a trip of over two-hundred miles to visit his old friend. A black and white photo of him with Noodle, real name Charles Oldroyd, taken in 1959, leaning against the back of an army jeep in a British military base, part of the twelfth signal regiment, stationed out in Cyprus, where they had a joint operation with supporters of the Cyprian presidential...

They had forgotten how arduous this hiking trail could be, but for seasoned walkers Joan and Kevin, they somehow couldn’t help themselves. This wasn’t the most popular of routes, being as it was, one that segwayed off the more popular Pennine Way, and was quite rough in parts. It was also raining heavily, but there was no wind to push at them, and it wasn’t cold. Hills sloped upwards on either side, dotted with coarse shr...

You might call me a successful entrepreneur, or businessman. A lot of people would envy my position. I am in my late fifties, and you could call me a career-minded individual. My name is Tristram Foley. It used to be Gary, but Gary is a dull name. I didn’t change it officially, just told new people I met, and they knew no different. I’m not the most attractive person you’ll ever meet, but certainly not the worst. When I s...