Here, in the maze of tunnels beneath the ruins of a palace in Crete, legend has it that the Minotaur lurked – the fearsome monster of ancient times. Half‑bull, half-man it was satisfied only by human sacrifice. Deeper and deeper into those dark tunnels, a band of British and Cretan guerrillas were being ruthlessly driven […]
French pilot Jacques Ledoux was a loner. He fought the war in the air by his own rules, even when it brought bitter criticism from the British pilots he flew with. And when the ugly rumours began to circulate that he was a “Nazi spy”, Jacques just gritted his teeth and fought on as before. […]
Moto the Clown paused, sweat running from his face. He was about to walk along a steel wire, fifty feet above ground, suspended between two giant pylons. This had always been the climax of his circus act. But Moto wasn’t in the circus ring now. This time there would be no applause from the audience. […]
“Gunboat Jim” was the nickname he earned in the end. But for a long time before that young Sub-Lieutenant Jim Potter was “Calamity Jim” to everyone. He could never take the wheel of one of the high-speed flotilla’s boats without running her slap-bang into trouble.