Strawberry Jam On Tuesdays

<p>Falling drunk into Stephen Hawking's wheelchair didn't seem to bother the 23-year-old Canadian. Considering he had already been tied naked to a roundabout and vomited into a vacuum cleaner Antony was thinking his return to the UK was going quite well. </p><p> </p><p>But that all changed in the summer of 1993 when he visited his great-aunt-or what was left of her. Someone had wanted her dead and whatever secrets she held a brick to the head made sure she took them to her grave.</p><p><br></p><p>The murder weapon he knew all too well. It was no ordinary brick. It was a clover one of thousands his great-grandfather had made at the end of the Victorian era. He knew little about the family business or the souvenir empire his great-aunt had built but with a killer on the loose Antony knew it was time to confront his family's past.</p><p>With help from Cousin Drunk and a shady uninvited spirit-guide it was a race against time not only to uncover what could possibly warrant murder but to make sure he wasn't next in line.</p><p><br></p><p>Raw and personal absurd and heartfelt this is the story of a brick-maker's accidental legacy a book about the power of the greater self and the courage to put to rest the discovery of a harsh and disturbing past.</p>