My Name is Markham (A Chronicles of St. Mary's Short Story)
Like a smaller and much scruffier Greta Garbo – finally – Markham speaks!<BR> <BR>It’s Christmas and time for the first (and almost certainly last) St Mary’s Annual Children’s Christmas Party – attendance compulsory, by order of Dr Bairstow. Discovered practising his illegal reindeer dance and poo-dropping routine, our hero, along with fellow disaster-magnets Peterson and Maxwell, is despatched to Anglo-Saxon England to discover the truth about Alfred and the cakes.<BR> <BR>In his own words, our hero reveals Major Guthrie’s six-point guide to a successful assignment and the Security Section’s true opinion of the History Department. And of historians in general. And of one historian in particular.<BR> <BR>And, just to be clear, it is time travel, for God’s sake. Forget all that pretentious ‘investigating major historical events in contemporary time’ rubbish.<BR> <BR>This is history without the capital ‘H’. Because this is the way the Security Section rolls!