CADS and Unbounders

Oh dear these clever titles are becoming addictive. For those younger than sixty, the title of this post is a clever/terrible (delete as applicable) pun on the Edwardian London Gentlemen’s Club-land saying: ‘I say, old chap you’re behaving like a cad and a bounder…’ It should be declared in a bored voice by a chinless wonder in a dinner jacket (Tuxedo in the US), holding a glass of port and looking down his aquiline nose at an ‘oik’ (or ‘pleb’ in Tory-speak) who has just pinched (in the sense of stolen, rather than having applied firm pressure to a fold of buttock, or skin) his girlfriend. My favourite dictionary, Webster’s New World, defines ‘cad’ as: ‘man or boy whose behaviour is not gentlemanly’ and ‘bounder’ as: ‘[Chiefly Brit. Colloq.] a man whose behaviour is ungentlemanly; cad.’ So they’re essentially synonyms. Somehow Webster always manages to de-pomposify, to coin a phrase, us Brits. But by now I’m beginning to regret having tried to be so clever.

In this case the CADS of the title refers to an excellent, if irregular, magazine about Crime And Detective Stories. CADS is written for rather obsessive readers of such stories by other readers (who seem even more obsessed) and by the authors of the stories themselves.1 One of the things I immediately took to was the warning at the head of certain articles that they gave away the plot of certain books. How often have I read reviews that did just that to books and films: ‘look out for the unexpected twist at the end’. Well it’s no longer unexpected, fat-head! You’ve just wrecked the book for most readers. CADS is peppered with reviews of new and older books and wonderful profiles of authors and obscure aspects of crime fiction. I bet you didn’t know that James Turner (1909-1975) wrote twelve novels featuring his detective Rampion Savage, with fabulous titles like The Stone Dormitory or The Frontiers of Death. Oh dear, suddenly The Lifers’ Club, my own venture into the genre, suddenly sounds very tame. Anyhow, the reason I’m writing this blog post is to tell a waiting world that I’ve done a piece for CADS: ‘My Journey into Crime: Explanations and Excavations’. It’s about what motivated me to start writing fiction and then how I came to get involved with Unbound, the unconventional crowdfunding publisher. Although I say so myself, it reads rather well and I make quite a good case for subscribing, because the list will remain open for a few more weeks. So there’s still time to see your name attached to a work of fiction that will soon became a classic. Just imagine, if every time you opened The Hound of the Baskervilles, there it would be, your name, for all the world to see and admire…

So if you’re seeking immortality, I would strongly suggest you IMMEDIATELY subscribe to The Lifers’ Club, because it’s certainly a lot cheaper than cryogenics. Take your credit card for a visit to:

And then spend money like water. You know it makes sense – and Christmas is only just around the corner.

1 You can obtain a copy if you contact the Editor, Geoff Bradley at

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