Maybe you were there. Or you might be one of the many that, young and old, can’t get enough of these true but fantasy-like life stories involving Strange Places, smiling Faces and Magical Times. Stories about the Sixties, bikers, the Beatles, soaring through High School, the Seventies, Rochdale College, JFK, the encroaching Counter Culture, Our era of pure sex, drugs and Rock ‘n Roll, RFK, Woodstock, LSD, etcetera, etcetera… I am One of the Survivors of what Jerry Garcia referred to as ‘a ...

A volume of political essays and social commentary, providing an alternative to the slant of much political journalism. John Leo offers his views of what is going on in law, education, advertising, television, the news media, language and various liberation movements in the USA.

Rumpole defends Charles Hearthstoke against charges of keeping bawdy houses, in the form of his chain of massage parlors. The case has become quite a scandal since many customers were prominent members of the community and to Rumpole's astonishment, paid with credit cards. Guthrie Featherstone, who sought a massage for an injury now thinks that may be identified as one of the patrons and Rumpole cunningly arranges for him to preside at Hearthstoke's trial.

Our Horace Rumpole, the most traditional of traditionalists, defends a hippie-like school teacher on a drugs charge. Quite unexpectedly, he finds himself attracted to her and to her unusual lifestyle.

Rumpole again defends a member of the Timson clan on a charge of possession of stolen goods, namely, he is caught with a garage full of expensive wine. Rumpole is concerned that Timson's explanation that he purchased the wine from some unknown individual he met in a pub, will not go down well with Mr. Justice Graves, who has heard these stories many times before.

Rumpole must now defend a young member of the Timson family, an extended clan of petty thieves but who are otherwise decent South London rogues. Adding to Rumpole’s anxiety, his own son now appears to be acquiring some of the less respectable Timson family traits.

While Rumpole defends a union activist accused of manslaughter, Hilda creates her own union and goes on strike as Rumpole's cook because of his unpredictable and frequent late hours. Rumpole is under pressure to win his case and negotiate a proper labor settlement with “She Who Must Be Obeyed.”

“It's just no good. He can't fight it. He tells the police he's guilty. The bloody knife's in the dustbin. He's identified by at least three witnesses at the tube station and he writes some spooky letter in his victim's blood. The case is as dead as mutton.” “Just the sort of case Rumpole would have enjoyed.” And where is Rumpole, that eccentric barrister famous for his knowledge of bloodstains, blood groups and forgery by typewriter? He is supposed, by one and all, to be enjoying his well...

London's Sunday Times said Rumpole was “worthy to join the great gallery of English oddballs ranging from Pickwick to Sherlock Holmes, Jeeves and Bertie Wooster.” Here Horace Rumpole achieves one of his immortal moments when, after pinning his hopes on a four-horse accumulator and then winning the jackpot, he decides to retire from the hallowed halls of justice. But not before first speaking his mind to his long-time nemesis, the “Mad Bull” - Judge Roger Bullingham.

Horace Rumpole is back, but this one time he relates his witty tale as he now takes a turn as an Old Bailey prosecutor -- one with a penchant for gin and justice. Listen to Rumpole's biting cynicism and dry humor...then become a lifelong fan!

Rumpole defends a Pakistani doctor accused of molesting a female patient, meanwhile his colleague Phyllida suspects her husband Erskine-Brown of philandering. To complicate these matters even more, Rumpole is sidetracked by the romantic advances of a middle-aged ex-client.

Rumpole unenthusiastically accompanies Hilda and her cousin to a very fashionable restaurant. Rumpole hates the ostentatious ambiance, pretentious food with its scant portions. He requests steak and kidney pudding. Jean Pierre O'Higgins, the owner, is insulted that Rumpole would expect him to prepare such low-class dishes. Suddenly, pandemonium strikes when a live mouse jumps out from the serving dish at another table. Unfortunately, the diners are Erskine-Brown with an attractive colleagu...