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Our guest for this month is Sarah Gristwood, whose latest book, Blood Sisters we reviewed here on 1st October. Sarah Gristwood is the author... -
j is for jaggerman* my mother and Muffet on Exmoor My mother was mad about packhorse trails. And I mean mad. ‘Shall we go for a ride?’ was... -
Sometimes in our minds historical figures are inextricably linked to particular places. In the case of Mary, Queen of Scots, among the many... -
I love London history, just the fact that I can walk streets that follow the same pattern as the city known to Romans thousands of years a... -
Anne Rooney by Luki Sumner, House of Sharps Our guest author for February is special in a new way. Anne Rooney has been helping behind the s... -
Caroline & Richard, Villa San Marco by Caroline Lawrence We have fled snowy London for Naples in January. We arrive at lunchtime. Naples... -
I have a question for you. If I had a time machine at my disposal, where would you like me to take you? Ancient Rome? The Boston Tea Party... -
I have just come back from Florence. Although I had an image in my head of that great dome, my pre-trip study barely allowed time to note ... -
"So as today, the rest of the year"... 2011 began while i was sitting in a chair talking about music. there was no countdown that ...
