Summary: by Eamonn Murphy (SF Crowsnest, where Eamonn's reviews SF) read by Tony Honickberg ‘The Bull McGee is back in town!’ I was sat in a coffee shop in the High Street, near the docks, when young Billy Smith came bursting in with that news. Every head in that crowded place turned to look at him when he shouted thus and about half of them, those in the know, turned to look at me straight after. I paused with a mug halfway to my mouth as a terrible premonition came to me of my own headstone. It read: ‘John Jackson. Born 15th June 1730, Gloucester; Died 2nd September 1752, Bristol.’ It was not a pleasant vision.
