Author. New book: The Mysterious Case of the Victorian Female Detective, publ by Yale UP, out Sept 24 2024. Univ of St Andrews. C19th literature and culture.
Twitter friends, please forgive me.
I’m going to be a bore this month, because my new book The Mysterious Case of the Victorian Female Detective launches on Sept 24th. 🎺 📢
Watch this space for trailers, giveaways, & signed copies.
Bowled over by the kind reception already.
Do you live in Broadstairs, or visit, or know folk there?
If so, please go see the Brand New bookshop in Chandos Road. It’s beautifully curated, has coffee & cake, & will soon have writers’ socials.
The Best of Times is run by writer Gavin Boyter, a dear friend since age 17.
Terribly sad to hear that David Hockney has died. I look at a pice of his work over my cooker every day. He was such a huge inspiration for me when I was a student decades ago and an absolutely brilliant man
Last night I became a new patron of the Wilkie Collins Society. I did my DPhil on him 30 years ago so I’d love to know who’s working on him or reading him now - with a view to organising an event. Who’s a fan? (And here’s a link to the Society website.) wilkiecollinssociety.org
Thrilled to announce I have passed my PhD viva with no corrections (typos only). Heartfelt gratitude to my supervisors @LearNonsense and #ClareGill, my stellar examiners @DrAnindyaR and #ClareClarke, @sgsah for the funding that made this journey possible and @staenglish
Station manager, Braintree railway station.
Had a lovely visit to Great Bardfield today to do a book talk. Picture perfect village with the loveliest bookshop, Between the Lines, & much evidence of Ravilious, Garwood, Bawden & other artists who made it famous between the wars.
On the train back to London. But want to give a huge shout out to colleague & friend Prof @Brycchan Carey, who lent his genius to yesterday’s Holy Island adventure. Brilliant birder, botanist, historian & all-around book howdy.
If you don’t already know his work, I commend it.
Last day of research trip was spectacular. I did the walk to the Holy Island of Lindisfarne barefoot across the sands.
If this isn’t on your bucket list, I strongly recommend adding it.
It’s like being in a watercolour painting, by a genius of light & tint, that is still wet.
In the Berwick on Tweed archives yesterday as my research trip draws to a close. Couldn’t resist a lunchtime trip to the sweet shop to, ahem, buy gifts for my family. Pure nostalgia.
As well as fizzy cola bottle sweets, they have fizzy irn bru bottle sweets. Also Edinburgh rock.
Visited the Museum of Scotland to view this Pictish stone, which once stood on the Brough of Birsay, the Orkney tidal island I’m researching.
Pictish symbols are enigmatic. The V rod & crescent may show descent, clan, or bear astronomical & spiritual meaning. What do you see?
At Thurso station on my long trek south. And @ScotRail , I’m ashamed. There are currently 23 people waiting in the confined area where it is not raining. No station access. No loos. No drinking facilities. One bench, which 5 folk are sharing. 15 of us have been here an hr. Grim.
Today I cycled 17 miles to go & see Nicky Appleby in Harray, better known as The Harray Potter.
Lovely chat, beautiful clayware, excellent coffee. I’ve twisted his arm to make a new range of pasta bowls because ours are chipped & horrid & we eat pasta constantly. V happy.
Meet the Stone o’ Quoybune. Dating from the 2nd millennium BC, it is part of Orkney’s incredibly rich megalithic landscape. Each Hogmanay it goes down to the loch for a wee drink. Spot it on its travels & you won’t live out the year.
A little bit of calm from Birsay, Orkney.
If you are a visual artist, I highly recommend a residency here. I spent the day in Kirkwall library, working on archives. But I hope for more time outdoors tomorrow.
Wonderful birds in Orkney & so many bunnies. This is the Brough of Birsay, a tidal island with archaeological remains dating from Pictish & Viking settlement. Huge skies & the expanse of sea make human occupation seem marginal. Edgelands. So quiet you could hear a snowflake land.
19 May is the feast of St Dunstan, one of the greatest saints of Anglo-Saxon England, who died in 988. Archbishop of Canterbury during a transformative time for the English church and nation, he was also a talented musician, craftsman and devil-fighter. aclerkofoxford.blogspot.com/…
“Apocalyptic” decline in insects is already causing malnutrition, pioneering new research concludes. It’s long past time to take this ignored crisis very seriously indeed.
livescience.com/animals/inse…
You know you chose the right family when you see this on the high street and everyone starts humming the tune for 10 green bottles:
99 Dry Cleaners
Cleaning on the premises
99 Dry Cleaners
Cleaning on the premises
And if 1 dry cleaner
Should accidentally meet their nemesis…
Last week, I started open-air swimming regularly again & it has really helped me to calm down, cheer up, & find a writing rhythm after marking the last student essay.
Early days, but my new book is swimming slowly into focus.
Every nice girl loves a Lido. So say I, anyway.