By Dan Cavanaugh

Welcome to The Wheezy Geezers, an Old English Public House where the air is thick with woodsmoke and the stories are even thicker.

Within these pages, you will find a collection of ten tall tavern tales told by "tanked twilight tipplers" and collected for the curious eavesdropper.

Prepare to encounter a world that frequently defies rational explanation and violates the very laws of nature.

Whether these stories are "gospel," the result of too much Somerset cider, or "outside assistance" from the supernatural, they represent the heart of village life and the unique hospitality of the local pub.

So, pull up a chair, mind your head on the low beams, and prepare to question everything you thought you knew about the nature of time and the courtesy of strangers.

I hope you enjoy reading these stories as much as I did when writing them.