Join me and fellow writer, Gianetta Murray …

… at the annual autumn craft fair in the beautiful church in Campsall on November 16th from 11.00am.  Read on for more details …

The church of Saint Mary Magdalene, High Street, Campsall, DN6 9AG, was founded by Ilbert de Laci of nearby Pontefract in the 12th century.  I haven’t been able to find a precise date for the completion of construction, and depending upon which text you consult, it could be either the early 1200s or towards the end of that century.  What all the texts seem to agree on is that the original cruciform shape of the Norman church has been added to and changed, leaving us with a variety of architectural styles that span the centuries.  Not least, the imposing western tower with its eight bells.  The bells and clock were restored and/or replaced in 1879.

Internally, there are some fabulous features to look at, too.  The rood screen dates from the 14^th century and is believed to have come from Wallingwells Abbey in Nottinghamshire.  In the chancel, there is a stunning plaque created by John Flaxman (1755 – 1826), a renowned sculptor, draughtsman, and leading figure in the British and European Neoclassical Movement.  The altar in the Lady’s Chapel was brought from a disused church in Ackworth and was designed by Augustus Pugin (1812 – 1852).  There are some ancient tombs both in the grounds of the church and within the interior.

In addition to all that history there is the local legend that Robin Hood got married to Maid Marian in the church.  Is there any evidence of that?  Well, it depends on where you look.  Within the Wakefield Ward there are records of several men called Robin Hood living in the area.  There was certainly a local criminal called John Little in 1318 who shows up in court records for being involved in a robbery with members of a then well-known gang.  It would appear that organised crime has a long and enduring history!  Were any of these men the real versions of the people we now know from legend?  It is possible they inspired the original stories, but I doubt they all went about wearing Lincoln Green!  However, if you check out some of the early writers, such as the Scottish poet Andrew of Wyntoun and his work Orygynale Chronicle, you will find a reference to Little John and Robin Hood, who were known to travel between Inglewood Forest – an area between Penrith and Carlisle – and Barnsdale which is very close to Camspall.

So, whatever you believe about legendary people, come along on November 16^th and enjoy the history and take a meander around the many stalls that will be within such fabulous historic surroundings.  I will have all six of my Jacques Forêt Mysteries with me.  If you would like to chat about France, the Cévennes, the stories, or even Jacques himself, please drop by and say hello.  I will also be able to give you the latest info on the next book in the series.

I will be bringing the three fabulous Miss Moonshine anthologies as well.  If you are in need of a feel-good, heart-warming read for autumn, then these collections of gentle stories will be just the ticket.  They are ideal for those few moments when all you need is a cuppa and a bit of me-time.

Gianetta Murray is the author of an anthology of humorous paranormal tales called A Supernatural Shindig, which was released at the beginning of this year.  Moved to Murder, the first in her cosy crime series featuring amateur sleuth Vivien Brandt, which was published earlier this year.  The second book in the series is already being drafted.  I’m sure Gianetta will be only too pleased to chat about how the work on her next book is shaping up.

Lastly, we will have all four of the multi-genre miscellanies of tales from the Seasonal Collective.  If you want to discover some new authors, these collections are just for you.  And who knows, something to read might be the answer to that nagging question about what to get aunty so-and-so for Christmas this year.

Autumn Craft Fair, Campsall Chuch, High Street, Campsall DN6 9AG from 11am on November 16th.  Looking forward to seeing you there...

Rivers of France...

… I’m heading out of Vendôme for this week's post about my travels along the route of the river Le Loir. Come with me as I take you to the sleepy little town of Montoire-sur-le-Loir...

The river Le Loir flows west out of Vendôme and meanders its way along the valley bottom, followed by two minor roads, the D5 on the north bank and the D917 on the south. It’s about 20 kilometres along the southern road from Vendôme through open, rolling countryside covered with fields.

I park between the station and the main shopping area of the town. With a population of just under 4,000, it has a thriving market. The central square is full of vans selling all kinds of goods. I can’t stop myself from having a wander, and as I stroll through the lines of vehicles I find a baker’s shop on one side of the square. A visit there and lunch is easily sorted.

As such, there doesn’t seem to be much to see here. But hidden away on rue St Gilles is one of the tiny frescoed churches of the Loir valley. Constructed in the 11th century, it became the priory of the poet Pierre de Ronsard from 1566 until his death in 1585. Ronsard was known in his own lifetime as the ‘prince of poets.’ He became the leader of the group of seven French poets referred to as the Pléiade. That name being a reference to the much earlier seven Alexandrian tragedians and poets who were named after the star cluster, Pleiades. So, this town may be small, but it has some mighty hidden connections. It is possible to visit the tiny church and see the 12th-century frescoes, but you have to make arrangements in advance.

Another thing about Montoire is that it hosted some meetings in October 1940. Perhaps not such a momentous occasion, you might think. But when you take into account that France was occupied at that time, the Vichy government was trying to find its place, and its authority following the occupation, and you realise that what happened here was of grave importance. But who met who here? On October 22nd, Hitler met with Pierre Laval. Hitler was on his way to meet General Franco, and Laval found himself summoned to the station in Montoire. Two days later, when Hitler was travelling back he met with Philippe Pétain, the appointed leader of the Vichy government, in the same location. These meetings are often cited as the beginning of the policy of collaboration that continued throughout the occupation.

Would anyone visiting realise the very important piece of history that was enacted here? Probably not; it’s such a sleepy little place. But there is a photograph of Pétain shaking Hitler’s hand, and a few days later, on October 30th, Pétain declared in a speech that things would change for France...

You can catch up with my earlier posts by clicking the links Le Loir Châteaudun Vendôme and my previous post is Here

I'm reviewing France The Dark Years, 1940-1944 ...

... by Julian Jackson.  Read on to find out what I thought of this massive book ...

I’ve always been fascinated with history. I enjoyed studying it as a youngster through school and am now gradually adding more books about the past to my extensive library, which has many heavily laden shelves.

This book by Julian Jackson has recently been acquired.  When you consider the title, you can’t help but think that it is going to be a substantial tome.  And it is.  With its 684 pages it takes some time to get through. But what a fascinating read it is.

Jackson has broken his subject down into chunks, and the book is organised in a logical and chronological set of sections that begin with the roots of the conflict in the republic, the origins and lead-up to the outbreak of war, the occupation, liberation and finally, and perhaps the most interesting section, an exposé of how France’s dark years have influenced, and continue to influence society and culture in Europe from the end of the conflict through to the present day.

Because of the book's structure, it is possible to look at only one aspect—the role of the Maquis, for example—and follow through with any references of interest.  I started at page one and kept reading until I reached the very end.  Although it took me about a month to read, I found that I had great difficulty putting it down.  The narrative voice flows really well and conveys the impression of reading a very long story.

The book must have taken a monumental amount of research, as is evidenced by the extensive bibliography at the back.  So, there are plenty of references for further reading about specific aspects covered for those who want to delve deeper.  But I think it is only fair to say that Jackson is a historian who assumes the reader has a basic understanding and knowledge of the period.  Luckily for me, I have numerous books covering these years, so I could easily make comparisons.  But, it’s possible some readers may find this book a little difficult.

For me, this is one of the most comprehensive examinations of les années noires that I have encountered thus far. I imagine that it will be the ‘go-to’ book for this period of French history for decades to come. It is certainly going to be given a place on my bookshelves that is easily reachable so that I can consult its pages or the extensive indices for any relevant research I undertake in the future.

If you enjoyed this review, you might also be interested in my reviews of France on Trial or Clouds Over Paris, The Nazi King of Paris,  Marianne in Chains or The Unfree French to name just a few other books.

Camping conundrums…

...It seems that camping in France is changing as has been demonstrated by a recent stay at Gannat.  A campsite I have visited many times over many years.  Read on...

Arriving at the campsite, which sits above the village of Gannat, has always been a pleasure because as you pull onto the site, you get your first glimpse of the fabulous view across the valley.  Check the photo on the right.  Naturally having visited many time I have my favourite spots and the pic is the view from my pitch when I last visited.
Whenever I arrive, I always pull up and go to the office.  But in September and June it’s mostly the same scenario.  Office closed, and you pitch up and come back to register when the office opens at two or four or sometimes as late as six.  This is a scenario that is employed all over France.  Indeed, the three campsites I used before getting to Gannat all employed the mentioned scenario.  Checking the office at Gannat, I found it was closed even though there was a clearly typed notice on the door stating it would be open until mid-day.  I checked my watch, it was 11.45am.
Camping conundrum number 1.  Why advertise a service that you then deliberately don’t staff?
It turns out that the site is under new management, and according to the new management, it is not acceptable to just rock up and pitch.  You are expected to wait or go away and come back at two in the afternoon when the office re-opens.
Camping conundrum number 2.  Why was the barrier at the entrance to the site still raised when I arrived if I’m not allowed to check in until two?
I checked the information about the campsite in the two most popular campsite books which I always have with me and which are this year’s editions.  In neither of those books—Camping Card ACSI and Le Guide Officiel Camping Caravaning FFCC— does it give any indication that access to the site is after two.
Camping conundrum number 3.  If the new management wants to restrict entry, then why not let us, the paying customers, know that by adding a simple note in the two most extensively available books?
I’ve been camping and travelling in France since I was a teenager, and in my experience, the general rule is that dogs on campsites are kept on a lead.  I’ve been on many sites where this is a stated rule or is adhered to by all campers as an unwritten understanding.  So, I was very confused by the new management’s attitude.  The new management has a dog that is left to roam freely around the site.  As it did on the pitch I was using and, of course, it did what dogs are prone to do and left its own calling card.  I was not impressed.  Another camper arriving a couple of days after me mentioned that she had found a little present from the dog on her pitch.  So I took a walk around the site, and yep, you’ve guessed it, other pitches with little presents!
Camping conundrum number 4.  I would like to know what the new management’s policy is.  Is it one rule for the paying customers who must keep their dogs on leads and a different rule for new management’s dog who can go wherever it likes.  Is that really a fair policy?
Camping conundrum number 5.  On my walk around the campsite, I couldn’t see any dog parcel disposal bins.  After all, if we, the paying customers, are expected to clean up our own pitches after a visit from the new management’s dog, I would have expected to be provided with the capability to do so.  Is that something that will be arranged for next year?
Finally, I couldn’t help noticing that some of my camping companions consciously and deliberately chose to ignore the magnificent view across the valley.
Camping conundrum number 6.  Why would anyone sit facing their van when you have a view like the one above?
 
I have other camping conundrums for you Here

I hope you will be able to join me ...

... and three other fabulous local authors at Leeds Central Library on October 25th. Read on for more details ...

I will be at Leeds Central Library on October 25th for a special event about writing cosy crime. Gianetta Murray, Anne Wedgwood, and Catherine Yaffe will also be joining me.

Gianetta Murray is the author of an anthology of humourous paranormal tales called A Supernatural Shindig, which was released at the beginning of this year. Moved to Murder, the first in her cosy crime series featuring amateur sleuth Vivien Brandt, was published a couple of months ago. The second book in the series is already being drafted.

Anne Wedgwood is the author of The Botanist, The Soloist and The Narcissist. All three of these books are part of her 'Twist in the Tale' series of crime novels.

Keeping us all in line and asking us questions will be Catherine Yaffe. Catherine is the author of The Tangled Web series of crime thrillers. She has also recently released Catch Me Twice, a Detective Inspector Ziggy Thornes thriller.

The event, Making Crime Pay, will take place at Leeds Central Library, Calverley Street, Leeds LS1 3AB, at 6.30pm and will last about an hour. Join us as we discuss what makes a successful protagonist, why location is important, and many other facets of today's cosy crime novel. There will be time to talk to us afterwards, and we will all have copies of our books with us if you would like to buy any.

Due to circumstances beyond our control, this event is being re-arranged.  As soon as a new date is agreed with Leeds library, I will announce it here.  Keep watching this space.

Come and join me ...

...at the Craft Fair in the beautiful village of Kirk Smeaton (WF8 3LB) on October 19th...

This super event will run from 11:00 a.m. until 3:00 p.m. and is being held in Saint Peter's Church.  It may be a small building, but it dates from the 12th century and has an interesting history.  Have a look at the chancel arch, which is thought to have been constructed around 1160.  There is also a large stone font that is thought to be a little earlier.

In 1862, the original building was enlarged and restored and, as a result of over-work on the restoration, some of the detail from the early features has been lost, unfortunately.  The full history of the building is also very patchy, so it is difficult to be precise about any of the attributes visible in this stunning little piece of architecture.

However, what is not in dispute, is the village listing in the Domesday Book - Domesday being the middle English spelling of our modern-day title, Doomsday.  Dating from 1086, this incredible piece of ancient documentation can now be accessed online.  The book records who was owner of the land, both before William's invasion and afterwards, and the church is briefly mentioned.

One other little bit of information that might interest you is that the current name of the village orignates from Smedetone which is a composite of two words from Old English.  The first meaning 'smith' and the second meaning 'estate' or 'farm'.  The Kirk - derived from the old Norse word for church - was added later and is first documented in the 14th century.

And if the history doesn't encourage you visit on October 19th, then maybe the details of the Craft Fair will.

There will be all sorts of stalls with lots of hand-crafted items. I will be there, too, and I will be signing and selling books. I will have all six of my Jacques Forêt Mysteries with me. So, if you would like to chat about France, the Cévennes, the stories, or even Jacques himself, please drop by and say hello. I will also be able to give you the latest info on the next book in the series.

I will be bringing the three fabulous Miss Moonshine anthologies as well.  If you are in need of a feel-good, heart-warming read for autumn, then these collections of gentle stories will see you through the holidays.  They are ideal for those few moments when the kids are busy, and all you need is a cuppa and a bit of me-time.

In addition, I will have all four of the multi-genre miscellanies of tales from the Seasonal Collective.  So, if you want to discover some new authors, these collections are just for you.  And who knows, something to read might be the answer to that nagging question about what to get aunty so-and-so for Christmas this year.

In addition, refreshments will be available throughout the day, and you can also try your luck in the raffle.  I can guarantee you a lovely day out in stunning, historic surroundings.  So please drop by and say hello.  Entry to the fair is absolutely free.

October 19th, St Peter's Church, Main Street, Kirk Smeaton, WF8 3LB

Entry to the fair is FREE

Rivers of France ...

… I’m taking a longer stopover in the city of Vendôme on my journey along the river Le Loir.  Come and join me as I do some more exploring …

 
First things first, and that means a trip to the boulangerie - Epi d’Or - in the market place.  I’ve been so often whilst I’ve been here that Madame now recognises me.  She tries to guess what I want today.  I’ve espied another favourite, and in preference to the offered tarte-au-citron I ask for a Mille Feuille instead. With lunch all packaged and paid for, it’s a short walk back towards the Abbaye de la Trinité.  The magnificent church sits at the top of rue de l’Abbaye.  Built in the gothique flamboyant style it is a magnificent piece of architecture which dominates the skyline when viewed from above and overshadows the town from within.  The main entrance to the abbey is reached by a couple of steps and is flanked by an ornate arch and window.  This façade was completed in 1508 by Master Mason Jean Texier who is usually referred to as Jean de Beauce – Beauce being a region in north-central France situated between the rivers Seine and  La Loire.  It covers one modern-day département and parts of three others.  Texier and his sculptors have left behind one of the most imposing pieces of stonework that I have thus far seen in France.
Inside, the vaulting – constructed in the eleventh and twelfth centuries – sits alongside much older Roman.  The original building here was founded by Count Geoffroy 1 in 1033.  From the eleventh century, the abbot of the Benedictine monastery bore the title of Cardinal.  This link to Rome provided the establishment with certain powers and independence.  It was a privilege that lasted until the revolution - that’s almost eight hundred years.
The stained glass windows and ornately carved choir stalls all date from the sixteenth century.  In its time this place has been changed, enhanced and rebuilt, leaving us with a mixture of history in the walls and accoutrements that are around us.
From the Middle Ages right through to the eighteenth century, merchants could pay money to the abbey for the right to sell their reliquary, religious trinkets and images, candles and birds to whoever came in.  Today, the abbey is calm, a cool refuge from a strong sun, and very quiet.

As I leave the abbey and walk back to the campsite I see that the predicted event at the memorial garden is about to take place.  The road is closed off.  There’s a throng of people, some in uniform, and there’s a flame burning at the foot of the war memorial.  In a few moments, a small cohort of marching elderly men, their backs perhaps not quite as straight as they used to be, but their regimental berets and medals worn with precision and pride, take their place at one side of memorial.
I quickly do the maths in my head and realise it’s eighty years since the liberation.  There are speeches, wreaths are laid, and the Marseillaise is sung.  I wonder in how many other little towns and cities across France similar events will be taking place over the summer …
 
If you enjoyed this post, you might also like to read my earlier posts from Le Loir  Châteaudun and my previous post from Vendôme  There will be more from Le Loir next month.