MidWinter Madness

A few of you may have missed me lately. For a while I was focused on writing Duke in Name Only, and then… I’ve been very focused on Beloved who has been ill and spent 16 days in the hospital. I’m pleased to announce that he is home, feels better than he has since summer, […]

Crossing the Atlantic

…you could cross the Atlantic in a month in the Age of Sail? I read that Columbus took two months, and then again six weeks. Of course, he crossed the Atlantic more than once. The average trip was probably six weeks in the eighteenth century. By the beginning of the nineteenth century, sailings of three […]

Land and More Land

…that it took approximately 10,000 acres to yield an income of 10,000 pounds to a landowning aristocrat in the Regency Era? As you can imagine, it took a pile of money to pay all those servants, maintain a townhouse in addition to the country manor, and keep a stable of good horses and carriages. No […]

At the Guild Hall

I travel. Sometimes I travel by boat, plane, or automobile. Sometimes I travel by book. Sometimes I explore the real world. This week I continued to ramble around York. I followed Doro Bigglesworth and Chloe Tavistock to a lecture at the ancient Guild Hall. They are good friends in as complicated a relationship as the […]

If its Tuesday it must be…

Back in the day there was a movie a few of you may be old enough to remember called If It Is Tuesday, This Must Be Belgium, about of group of strangers on a whirlwind tour of nine countries in eighteen days. It sums up how I’m feeling lately. Yes, I know it is Tuesday […]

Off to Knavesmire

I travel. Sometimes I travel by boat, plane, or automobile. Sometimes I travel by book. Sometimes I explore the real world. This week I continued to ramble around York. I let the Seahaven Diamonds, Ivy and Iris Bigglesworth, drag me off to the race track. York Races take place at Knavesmire, a common pasture belonging […]

An Unlikely Butler at Clifford’s Tower

I travel. Sometimes I travel by boat, plane, or automobile. Sometimes I travel by book. Sometimes I explore the real world. This week I rambled around York with three more of the Seahaven daughters. The Bigglesworths’ handsome and rather unusual butler accompanied Lady Bess (and my humble self, of course) when she escorted the younger […]

An Unexpected Visitor

***** The marchioness glanced around her drawing room. “It is… cozy.” “It suits. Now tell me again what you’re doing here. What is this business about talking sense into the Earl of Clarion?” “Danbury wants him for Home Secretary. The current government frets while unrest seethes and the Home Secretary either refuses to face it […]