Welcome to Lightcudder’s World. No long diatribe here about the rights and wrongs of canon, or tags, or what I believe in, or what you should read, or what I think about UFO or other writers. I write UFO stories. Simple as that.  You are welcome to read them if you wish. Comments always appreciated 

Latest additions:

Driving Force    14,000  Who is Edgar Strachan?

The Jar of Pebbles  6,000 A UFO fairy Tale

Moment of Truth  8,000   A day in London

One Wish at Christmas. Yuletide story. 16,000 words. Straker makes a wish

Room 5:28 Short story on the Ed Straker Herald and also here

My Mate    Short story on the Ed Straker Herald and also here Continue reading

Driving Force: Chapter 5

Chapter 5

He had no idea how much time had passed while he lay in the tranquil dimness. No words confusing his mind, no voices filtering into his thoughts, to twist and warp his perception. He let his body relax, let his limbs, still quivering with exhaustion, recover. Tiredness crept over him but he was  cold now, too cold to sleep and his  bed was waiting. He sat up and looked around. What was he doing here, in the dark? This place, this car was unfamiliar and he shivered. Continue reading

Driving Force: Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Keith fastened his seat belt. Lockhart and the rest of the team were still talking, voices muted as they completed final checks before boarding. After ten days the search was close to ending.

No one in Headquarters had questioned the recent activities, despite Colonel Freeman’s preoccupied demeanour and Foster’s reposting to the safety of Moonbase They must have known something was amiss, but they accepted the curt explanation that Straker had been involved in a car crash and was recuperating. Continue reading

Driving Force: Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Alec Freeman locked the door and sat, arms folded and grimacing. ‘This is taking too long. What the hell is going wrong?’

‘You knew it was going to be hard. We both did. Look. He’s tough. It might take longer, but we’ll find him. We have to.’ Virginia poured a whisky and handed it over. ‘We have to hang on. There’s no other option.’

‘Failure? It could come down to that, you know. We should think about what we might have to do if we don’t…’ Alec gulped his drink and put the empty glass down on the table. He leaned back, stretching with weariness. Continue reading

Driving Force: Chapter 2

Chapter 2
Lockhart handed over the component. ‘No prints, nothing of any use.’

‘Have you checked it?’ Freeman held the small flash drive up to the light, staring at it as if hoping to find something the security team had missed. It was a cheap brand, freely available in supermarkets and online, the blue plastic wiped clean, no fingerprints at all, not that they expected any. There was no point in wasting energy trying to track its source, far better to spend the time trying to analyse the contents. Continue reading

21. 09. 2016 – Driving Force

The first chapter of ‘Driving Force’ will be posted here on Sept 21st, with following chapters each Wednesday. It runs at 14,000 words and was (as usual) great fun to write but in some respects, personally very difficult.  It has been waiting to be posted for some time, but the time is now right to ‘let it go’.

Those of you who read the Fanderson forum may be aware of the recent comments about fanfiction and the people who write it – so I had intended to dedicate Driving Force to the person (troll?) who calls fanfic ”sappy romances’ and ‘unimportant crap’ then I realised that his opinion is just that: unimportant crap. 

(Oh – and  Driving Force is far from being romantic! )



Thunderbirds Are Go…..

Gentle waves washed the silver sand clear of footprints, and in the house on the cliff above only one light remained as Jeff Tracy finished his work. He put his empty mug down on the desk, heedless of the coffee ring on the once polished surface, and went over to the piano, stroking one hand over the dull and sticky surface. The keys were dusty and he pressed a few of them, just to hear the sound once more. Continue reading



A Thunderbirds fanfic story by Ltcdr. © 2014

Sleep eluded him, the once-familiar lines and angles in his bedroom morphing into strange and somewhat threatening shapes.  Long-forgotten monsters from his childhood lurked in every corner and he sat up, rubbing his face with a trembling hand, reluctant to turn on the light. A few paces to the bathroom, taking care not to stub toes on the corner of his desk, a quick slash to empty a bladder that wasn’t really complaining. But it was better than lying there, waiting for sleep that never came. It was nearly four in the morning. Continue reading