Tuesday, 17 December 2024

The time of year when ...



... I leave my computer, my writing and my books, is already here again.  It seems as though I last wrote a similar message only weeks ago.  But when I think about everything that has happened this year, I feel that a whole lifetime must have passed by!  I've journeyed to new places, and I've handled good news and bad.  I've ventured into new writing territory, and there has been some sadness along the way, too - not least the decision by my publisher to quit the business.  The future without Darkstroke Books looks bleak, so I'm hopeful that the New Year will bring some surety.

This will be my last post for 2024.  My next post will be on January 14th, 2025.  But, as always, there will be a little surprise for all readers at Twixmas, so please remember to check back then!

Thank you for reading and following my blog.  I hope the various articles have entertained and informed.

Thank you to all the readers who have one or more of my books on their bookshelves or Kindles.  I really appreciate the time you've taken to read my simple little stories.  If you left me a review, thank you again.  Your feedback is invaluable.

Finally, if you celebrate Christmas—and I always do—may your Christmas be a very happy one.  May I also wish everyone a peaceful New Year.








Tuesday, 10 December 2024

I'm reviewing The Twelve Murders of Christmas ...

 ... by Sarah Dunnakey here on the blog today.  This is my final book review for 2024, so read on just one last time ...

For my final book review this year I’ve chosen something a little different but, as the title demonstrates, it is connected to Christmas and the season.
Published on November 6th, this book is not just a story, it is also a puzzle book. And I love a good puzzle. I am a crossword fanatic and I simply cannot turn down the opportunity to put my mental agility to the test whenever the situation arises. Yes, that does mean I have battled with the tests issued by GCHQ over the years. I’ve delved into Dubious Documents and I’ve cracked code books and any number of other puzzles that have come my way. So, to meet the author and have a crack at her puzzles was an absolute no brainer for me.
The book centres around a group of characters who meet at Bracestone House for Christmas. The large house sits within the fabulous countryside of the Yorkshire Moors – yes, I’m from Yorkshire, so I’m allowed to be biased!
The nine characters have gathered at the manor for the reading of the will of Edward Luddenham, the owner of the property who was murdered on Christmas Eve the previous year.
Each guest has their own reason for being there which is gradually revealed as the action of the book moves forward. The attendees have also been asked to bring a festive mystery story to relate to the others during their stay. If you’re a fan of Agatha Christie, you’ll recognise the similarities with And Then There Were None. For those of you who have read Boccaccio’s Decameron, you will recognise that a gathering of tale-tellers is not a new idea, but this text is as deliciously entertaining as the fourteenth-century collection. What is so special about this twenty-first-century book is that there is a puzzle for the reader to solve within each story. As you work through the pages and collect the bits and pieces of information for yourself, they will come together as the solution to the murder of Edward Luddenham.
I thoroughly enjoyed reading this entertaining text.  I had my pen and a small notebook with me at all times as I worked through all the puzzles.  Did I complete the challenge?  Yes I did. Do I know all the answers?  Yes, I do, and no, I’m not going to tell.  You will have to buy the book and work it all out for yourselves.  But what I can say is that it was such great fun doing so. If you need a last-minute Christmas present for a bookish person on your list, this just might be it.

You can follow Sarah Here and you can get the book on Amazon

 

Tuesday, 3 December 2024

Rivers of France ...

… my journey along Le Loir is almost at an end.  But join me as I follow the river from La Flèche to Durtal.  Read on …
 
The D232 goes direct from La Flèche right into the heart of Durtal, a small town with a population of around 3,000 inhabitants that sits astride the river Le Loir and about 32 kilometres northeast of the city of Angers.  As you approach the town, the campsite is on the left, and a little further on is the imposing château, which overlooks the river.  The road turns left at this point and across the bridge above the river, and that’s where I’m taking you first.  The views of the river, both up- and down-stream, are beautiful.
The château dates from the 1500s and, from its commanding position, overlooks the river, the forêt de Chambiers, which covers about 1300 hectares to the south, and the racecourse, which attracts the local racegoers.
This fabulous building was the home of François de Scépceaux, maréchal de Vieilleville being only one of his many titles during his lifetime.  Born in 1509, he became the first Comte de Durtal, a governor, diplomat, ambassador, Conseillé du Roi (King’s Councillor) and ultimately marshal – one of the most important administrative roles in medieval France.  During his long career, he served four kings, fought in the Italian Wars, and served the crown then held by Charles 9, mainly as a peacemaker during the early religious wars.  At the château, he received such eminent guests as Henry 2, Charles 9 and Catherine de Medici.  He died at the age of 62 on November 30th, 1571.  He was allegedly poisoned by enemies, but he was sufficiently well-regarded in his lifetime to warrant a portrait in oils by François Clouet, which now hangs in the Musée des Beaux-Arts in Besançon.
After his death, the seigneurial home had a chequered future.  During the revolution, the interior apartment’s murals and Louis 13 furnishings and decorations were damaged.  Later, the castle was taken over and occupied as a retirement home.  Luckily, today, it is open to the public as a monument, and for a small fee, you can wander around the fabulous rooms from the dungeons and kitchens right up the lookout tower.
There is a market here regularly, and, quite fittingly, in my opinion, all the stalls cluster around the foot of the château walls.  As I meander past the various sellers of cheese, bread, meat, honey, eggs, and all sorts of other produce, I can’t help but wonder how much this mirrors what François de Scépceaux and his family would have seen had they looked out from one of the windows above.
But it’s back to the river and the final leg of my journey.  From here, Le Loir snakes and oxbows until it joins the river Sarthe just west of Briollay.  Then the Sarthe meets the Mayenne, and that composite body of water rends the city of Angers in two before joining La Loire just south of Bouchemaine.  The onward route of La Loire – the Hers river to Le Loir’s His river – to the west coast is the subject of a new set of posts in this series.  In the New Year, we will be visiting the source of La Loire and gradually following her route across the country to Saint Nazaire where she meets the sea.
 

If you’d like to read the earlier posts in this series, click the following links below for: 

Tuesday, 26 November 2024

I'm reviewing The Suspects ...

... a gripping psychological thriller written by Katharine Johnson.  Read on ...

As a reader, I choose books from all genres, and there is nothing I like more than a gripping tale involving murder.  I was especially pleased to find that fellow author Katharine Johnson was looking for reviews.  The Suspects was first published by Darkstroke Books in March 2019.  The closure of the publisher in September 2024 meant that Katharine had her rights returned to her, but she secured a new contract for the story with Bloodhound Books.  I’m honoured to have been asked to provide an honest review of the new and revised version, which is currently available for pre-order.
Beginning with the funeral of one of a group of friends who worked and shared a house together, the reader is immediately thrown into a situation where secrets and lies colour every thought, word and deed.  Under such circumstances, who can anyone trust? 
The story is told from Emily’s point of view.  We have her insights into the others within the group – Xanthe, Imogen, Stuart, Zak and, later in the book, Imogen’s boyfriend, Rick.  The friends are all trying to make successful careers in journalism, get a foothold on the property ladder, and find their way as individuals within their world in Bristol in 1988/89 and beyond.
As Emily questions what her friends tell her, as she uncovers some of the secrets being guarded by her housemates, the reader quickly learns that they each have their own agenda.  When a body is discovered in the basement of the old house in which they all live, it quickly becomes clear that whatever they decide as a group will live with them for the foreseeable future.
The central characters are all very well drawn.  The dynamics between them shift and change as the story moves forward and as their composite and sometimes single decisions and omissions impact the others.  The twists and turns of the plot keep the reader guessing until the very end.  Once the police become involved, the tension and the human dynamics within the group are stretched to the limits.  I found I couldn’t put this story down and can thoroughly recommend it as a great read.

You can get the book on Amazon and you can follow Katharine Here

Tuesday, 19 November 2024

I'm Off My Beaten Track in Flam ...

… As the weather here in the UK turns especially wintry this week, I’ve been going through my journal from my Norway trip. Read on as I take a little train journey …

NORWAY NOTES

The boat is parked in the sound at Flam. I’m here to take one of the most scenic rail trips in the whole of northern Europe. I’m a little sceptical because I’ve spent so much time exploring the Cévennes. But I always like to make up my own mind. So, I’m setting off today with all pre-conceptions set to one side.
Before I left the boat, I checked the map. Here in Flam, we are about 2 meters above MSL – that’s the Mean Sea Level, and we are 60.77 degrees north of the equator. That’s a whole 0.7 degrees further north than Lerwick and just 5.3 degrees south of the Arctic Circle. When I left home in Yorkshire, the cherry tree had already flowered, the fuschia was beginning to come into bud, and the landscape was lush and green.
Here, the lush grass is pale, and the meadow flowers that I expect to see in April and May at home are struggling to make their presence felt. The temperature is about 8 degrees centigrade, and I’m wearing my big fleece. I shove my hands in my pockets and remind myself that although the calendar says it's mid-May, the weather believes it’s February!
The train comes into the station. It’s not a tourist train. This stretch of railway is part of the main line to Bergen. It just crosses the seriously big hills that seem to cover the whole of Scandinavia. As the engine begins its return journey we leave behind the trappings of Norwegian early spring and gradually move up into winter.
This leg of the journey to Myrdal is 20.2 kilometres in length. What makes this stretch so fascinating is that across that distance, the train will rise from sea level to 866 meters in height. If you prefer old measures, that’s 2,841 feet above sea level. As a comparison, Bowfell North Top in Cumbria is of an equivalent height. As the train snakes along and back on itself as we make the 1:15 climb, I wonder if there’s snow on top of Bowfell.
A Danish man and his wife are my fellow passengers. He explains the difficulties of engineering in managing such a climb. Some of the detail is far too technical for me, but there is one particular fact that gets through the fog and into my conscious mind. Underground in mines, the limit for gradients is 1:15. Anything in excess of that means whatever piece of steel you're driving down becomes a sledge! I ponder this for a moment and then take out my free leaflet and search for the piece of info I had read before getting off the boat. The maximum gradient on this bit of the Bergen-Oslo line is 1:18. I smile at Mr Denmark and thank him for the information. I turn to look out of the window, and those numbers keep going around in my head. ‘Just hope this thing has got good brakes’, I murmur to myself.
As we progress, the lakes look colder and greyer. The next one has ice floes at the edges. The one after is almost solid ice. The trees get more sparse, and the silver birch have not a single leaf in bud, they are reminiscent of early winter. As we approach Myrdal, snow clings to every surface, the solid white of the ground challenging the deep grey of the heavy cloud above. Just before we pull into the station, the sky releases its cargo of sleet and snow. From a mild, late spring in Yorkshire a few days ago, I’ve travelled back to mid-winter …

If you enjoyed this post, you might also like to read my two earlier posts about  Bergen  and  Eidfjord

Tuesday, 12 November 2024

Promoting Yorkshire Authors Christmas Book Fair...

... join me and fellow writer Gianetta Murray at the fair.  More details below.…


The Ridings Centre in Wakefield is hosting us and a whole load of other Yorkshire writers for a Christmas Fair again this year.  The fair will be open from 

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 Miss Moonshine anthologies as well.  If you are in need of a feel-good, heart-warming read for the coming festive season, then these collections of gentle stories will be just the ticket.  They might even turn out to be present for that difficult-to-buy-for great-aunt in your family.

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 from a new-to-you author might just be what you are looking for.

Please join us on December 7th from 10.00 am at The Ridings Centre, Wakefield, WF1 1DS.  It'll be great to see you there... 

Tuesday, 5 November 2024

I'm very pleased to be able to announce...

… that I will be one of the signing authors at The Armouries Museum, Leeds, on Saturday, October 25th, 2025.  Read on for more info and tickets …


This is a massive two-day book event that will run at the museum on October 24th and 25th, 2025.  There will be over 200 authors and vendors at the festival and I will be amongst them on Saturday October 25th.

You will be able to buy signed copies of books and chat with me and the many other authors also in attendance.

All the authors will be located in either the Royal Armouries Hall or the New Dock Hall.  As soon as I know where I will be I will update this post and include the information on my website, too.  Please keep checking back between now and the event.

Each day’s event will open as specified on your tickets.  On Saturday October 25th the Royal Armouries Hall will be open from 9.00 am until 4.00 pm and the New Dock Hall from 10.00 am until 5.00 pm.

You can get your tickets  Here

So, please keep that weekend free, and I look forward to seeing you at:

The Royal Armouries Museum,
Armouries Drive,
Leeds.
LS10 1LT

 

Tuesday, 29 October 2024

Rivers of France ...


... I'm continuing my journey along the river Loir today. Join me as I explore more little towns and villages ...

From Montoire, the D917 takes you through the verdant Loir valley to Trôo.  This is a small village with a population of around 300 inhabitants.  It’s worth a stop-off as you can see everything of interest in about an hour or so, and if you want to spend more time there, you can sleep in a troglodyte cave!  But that will be using modern furniture and fittings rather than the ground and animal hides!
The troglodytes were ancient cave-dwellers who are mentioned in manuscripts as early as the 5th century.  In Trôo, you can see and experience their ecosystem at the museum and by visiting some of the caves and underground dwellings.  The most intensive network of troglodytic homes is further south around Saumur.
Continuing on, the D917 will bring you to la Chartre-sur-le-Loir, a charming little town with a boulangerie and pâtisserie on one side of a tiny triangular town square.  I stop and purchase an apple tart for lunch.  From here, if you exit on the D305, the road will take you to Montval-sur-Loir, a much larger and more modern town and then onto La Lude where you can pick up the D305 which takes you to the heart of La Flèche, my destination for today.
La Flèche sits principally on the north bank of the river but extends across the massive weir to the south side also.  Here, the river is wide and fast-flowing.  It’s Wednesday, and it is market day.  It seems that the whole of the town’s 15,000 inhabitants are moving around the stalls.
La Flèche has always been an important town within the region and has a significant history stretching back to the earliest centuries.  There are significant connections to England, too, through the seigneur (lord) Jean de Beaugency, also known as Jean de la Flèche, who lived between 1030 and 1097.  He was granted land in Yorkshire, England, by William the Conqueror.  I can’t help but wonder if the very significant number of people with the surname Fletcher here in Yorkshire might be connected to Jean!
It appears that les Flèchois didn’t restrict their travels or land ownership to England only.  In the seventeenth century, local people, under the leadership of Jérôme le Royer de la Dauversière (1567-1659), moved to Canada and settled and helped to establish the city of Montréal in the province of Québec.
The history of this town doesn’t stop there.  In 1790, during the re-organisation of the old provinces into the basis of the current system of départements, the whole of the north-eastern part of the old province of Anjou, including La Flèche, La Lude and Château-du-Loir, were encompassed within the département of Sarthe.
Leaving the marketplace and walking away from the river into the centre of town, you will discover, at the end of an unimposing street, the fabulous masonry gateway to the Prytanée National Militaire.  A stunning piece of architecture that now houses one of the six military schools in France.  The buildings within the walls date from the 17th century and need a blog post of their own.
But my focus is the river and I have to move on as we are nearing the end of our journey along the Loir.

Join me on December 3rd as I cover the last leg of my journey from La Flèche to Durtal and the final reaches of the river.  If you want to catch up on the earlier posts, just click the following links: Le Loir  Châteaudun  Vendôme  Vendôme part 2 and  Montoire-sur-le-Loir


Tuesday, 22 October 2024

I'm reviewing The Witch Club by ...

 ... Felicity Green.  Read on to find out why I think it is a perfect Hallowe'en read ...


I accepted this book for an honest review with some trepidation.  I have never been interested in the ‘dark arts’ per se, and apart from finding the history of witchcraft in the UK mildly interesting, I have never really investigated the subject any further.  Folk lore and its history has been a subject I’ve jumped into at various times since I was a teenager.  Reading this book has caused me to challenge some of the misconceptions that I have come across over time.  It proved to be a far more interesting and engaging read than I originally anticipated.
Set in and around Arrochar and Tarbet – the narrow spit of land that separates Lock Lomond from Loch Long – I felt quite at home as I was reading.  Although I am not a Scot by birth, I am a fan of that area of the northwest coast, having visited Arrochar previously.  The author uses the fabulous geography and its rural constraints to further her story and as a stunning backdrop to the main action of the plot.  As the main plotline progressed, I could see and hear the waters of the loch lapping on the shore.
Dessie, a B&B owner, is the central character in this story, and she has a fascinating backstory that drives the principal plotline.  As a character, I found her difficult to like to start with, but when the various elements of her back story began to be slowly revealed, my understanding of her actions and motivations gradually transformed.
The supplementary characters were equally as engaging – including the villain of the piece, who is hiding in plain sight throughout the book until an eventual unveiling.  As for the witch club.  Yes, there is one, and it seems to consist of most of Dessie’s friends and neighbours.  Are they really witches?  You’ll just have to read the book to find out!
An interesting story that I unexpectedly enjoyed with a narrative voice the flowed well.  The story is told from different points of view, but the device is handled very well by this author.  Although the setting is Scotland, and the text is created for an American audience, so there are a few words and phrases that English readers may find a little disconcerting.
If you're looking for something that is a little bit scary but also has a bit of magic along with a mystery that keeps you guessing, then this might be your perfect read for the coming celebration of Hallowe'en.

Tuesday, 15 October 2024

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 14th 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 16th 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...

Tuesday, 8 October 2024

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

Tuesday, 1 October 2024

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 ParisThe Nazi King of Paris,  Marianne in Chains or The Unfree French to name just a few other books.

Tuesday, 24 September 2024

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

Tuesday, 17 September 2024

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.

Tuesday, 10 September 2024

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

Tuesday, 3 September 2024

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.

Tuesday, 27 August 2024

Please welcome, friend and author, Garth Pettersen ...

... to the blog this week. Hi Garth, thanks for making time in your busy schedule to be here today...

AW What first got you into writing fiction and what are you working on at the moment?
GP I am and have always been primarily a story guy. Though I sometimes read non-fiction, it is the story that grips me and refuses to let go. When I retired from teaching and had the time to devote to exploring the craft of writing, I started writing a middle-grade novel along the lines of The Hardy Boys but using locations and adventures my brother and I had experienced—embellished, of course. Then I wrote short stories—mostly speculative fiction. A few dozen of these were picked up for publication, which greatly encouraged me to continue.
Regarding my WIP (Work in Progress), I have just finished the rough draft of Book #5 in my series The Atheling Chronicles. In this book Harald and Selia are granted a large holding with many tenant farmers. They try to be fair and efficient but there are forces at play that seek to run them off—and there is a murder to solve. Writing a mystery, even as a sub-plot is new ground for me. I hope to tidy it up in the revision stage. The working title is Ravens Hill.
AW You write historical fiction set in England in the 11th Century, but you live in Canada which has a wealth of history all of its own? Why the fascination with some of the early invaders and settlers of the UK?
GP Though I did not realize it at the time, I grew up at the edge of the British Empire going through its death throes, in Victoria, British Columbia, Canada. It was said that Victoria was more British than Britain. I learned to love military pageants, lieutenant governor’s mansions, English traditions, colonial architecture, and English authors (Enid Blyton was big when I was a kid). The less appealing alternative lay in American culture just over the border, which I found brash and inwardly-focused in comparison. Also, when I was a child in the 1950s, most Americans thought we lived in igloos. At least the English knew we were here.
I studied History at university, focusing mainly on Victorian England. When I travelled in Britain as a young man, hitch-hiking, I was in Wonderland—story was everywhere: in every rock and cobblestone, every church door and low ceiling. I even worked on a Roman dig for a few days. I was smitten with England and Wales, and then with Ireland.
The eleventh century has been a good fit for me, with both Anglo-Saxons and Vikings on the scene. My family roots are in Cornwall (more Celtic than Saxon, I suppose) and Norway.
And why do I not write about Canadian history? I love the history of this country, but right now we (some of us) are struggling with how the colonial governments mistreated the indigenous peoples. Our history has been quite horrendous in that regard and so much of that prejudice and mistreatment is still going on. I would find it disheartening to set fiction in Canada’s past. I will leave it to indigenous writers—and there are many good ones—to tell their own stories.
AW Historical fiction must require a lot of research as well as a good imagination. But the history of the 11th century, surviving documents, memoirs, records generally must be patchy at least and possibly quite sparse for years or decades at a time. To what extent do the facts, as you discover them, colour the story you want to tell?
GP I love researching and discovering new information. The trouble with constantly reading and learning is you realize what you got wrong in your earlier books. In researching Viking longships for The Sea’s Edge, my last book, I discovered Vikings never rowed while under sail, as so many pictures show. The sail and mast had to be taken down before the oars went out. I do not want to go back and read what I wrote about longships in the first books.
You are quite right, Angela, about sources being patchy. My protagonist, Harald Harefoot, is an historical figure, but little is known about him. The main historical source for that time, the Encomium Emmae Reginae, was commissioned by Harald’s stepmother Emma of Normandy, after his death. Emma probably loathed Harald. The blinding and death of one of her sons happened on his watch, and he assumed the throne of England when another of her sons was the named heir. So, the commissioned writer of the main source, who could have told us of Harald Harefoot, blotted out any good he might have done.
AW You write short stories. Are they all historical too or do you dabble with other genres and/or other forms of media - film/theatre/radio?
GP I have written several stories in the speculative fiction genre, a couple of post-apocalyptic tales, a few westerns, some alternative fairy tales, and a fantasy novella. Sometimes I follow a story idea (Stephen King said you must catch the story ideas as they go by), or sometimes I will answer a journal or e-magazine that puts out a call for stories on a certain theme. For a while, I was challenging myself to write six-word and 100 word stories and flash fiction. All are excellent for honing the craft.
AW Famous authors such as Roald Dahl and Dylan Thomas had a special space for writing. Do you have a writing shed of your own?
GP
I have a very nice book-lined study that looks out on our five-acre hobby farm and the surrounding farmland of the Fraser River Valley, with the mountains seven or eight miles away. My wife and I board horses, so I can watch the horses run or graze. I let them roam as a herd, only disturbing them at feeding times. Horses are herd animals and I believe this is the best way to keep them.
So, yes, I have a lovely, private space to write, though it probably has a few more distractions than Roald Dahl or Dylan Thomas had to deal with.
AW And finally, if you had a whole afternoon to yourself and could choose to spend it with any one individual, living or dead, or a character from a book, who would it be and what would you discuss?
GP This is such a delicious question. I have been musing about it for a day. I considered Theodore Roosevelt, whom I regard as one of the most interesting characters in life and in fiction. Then I thought of Canadian historical figures. Louis Riel perhaps? Pierre Radisson? English heroes and statesmen: Lord Nelson, Churchill? And fictional characters: Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights? Alessandro Giuliani from Mark Helprin’s A Soldier of the Great War, my favourite book? And then there are writers such as Twain, Dickens, or Tolkien. And my Norwegian grandfather who died in the 1930s—not a writer but a sailor, whaler, sailmaker, and Klondike gold miner. I would love to talk to him. But it’s impossible to pick just one person, fictional or true, so I would say give me some old man or woman who experienced life to the fullest, saw ground-rumbling events first hand, followed worthy leaders to victory or defeat but were never remembered for their own accomplishments and contributions. Let them tell me their story.


Garth has a somewhat informative (medieval) and sometimes humorous newsletter which you can sig-up using this link?
 


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You can get his books Here and you can read my review of The Sea's Edge Here

 

Tuesday, 20 August 2024

I'm reviewing Moved to Murder ...

... by Gianetta Murray.  This is the first in a new cosy mystery series ...

And I'm so glad I found it.  But before I go any further, if you read this blog on a regular basis, then you may well recognise the author's name.  Earlier in the year I featured another of her books on the blog - A Supernatural Shindig.  This was a collection of short stories that Gianetta self-published, and you can read that review Here  In addition, Gianetta very kindly agreed to an author interview.  You can read that Here

Vivien Brandt, the central character and an American married to an Englishman, is the amateur sleuth in this new novel.  Having moved into her new home in a Yorkshire village, she not only solves the murder mystery but also has to navigate the vagaries of English etiquette and the duplicity of the common language that we and the US share.  Some of these vagaries provide ample opportunity for this writer's gentle wit to be perfectly displayed in this new story.

All of the characters are well-drawn and move across the pages with ease. The narrative voice, although American in style, is not overly brash as in many other US crime books.

I found Vivien to be a very entertaining character - she and the plot kept me turning the page.  In Vivien and the English setting, the village and the supplementary characters, we have the beginnings of a series of stories that I think can be described as Aurora Teagarden meets Father Brown!

This book had me chuckling all the way through.  It's a 21st-century version of some of those classic cosy murder mysteries that are part of the golden age of crime.

I'm really looking forward to the next in the series.

about the book ... 
Vivien Brandt (forty-something editor, librarian, and future interior designer extraordinaire) has spent decades dreaming about a life in England, and thanks to her marriage to second husband Geoffrey, her dreams are finally coming true.  She and her cat Sydney (who is considerably less excited about leaving the warmth of California) are the newest inhabitants of a cosy South Yorkshire village.
But as Vivien meets the locals - including the vicar, a charismatic politician, and a pair of troubled teenagers - she finds she still has a lot to learn about her new home.  Especially after she discovers a body in it.
Now she must work with her neighbour Hayley and a somewhat mistrustful police inspector to uncover the village’s secrets and find a killer.  Preferably, before the killer finds her.
Because it seems when the chips (crisps?) are down, the only common language between America and Britain… is murder.



You can follow Gianetta on her Website on Facebook and on Instagram and you can get the book on Amazon