Angel roofs

Contributor: Rosalind Esche

I count myself lucky to live in East Anglia, where there are more angel roofs than anywhere else in the country. Of the almost 170 surviving angel roofs in England and Wales, nearly 70% are in East Anglia, traditionally defined as comprising Norfolk (26%), Suffolk (29%) and Cambridgeshire (14%). Counties adjoining the region (Lincolnshire, Bedfordshire, Essex, Hertfordshire and Northamptonshire) account for a further 14%. There are many theories about why this is the case. One  follows the neuro-plasticity argument put forward by art historians, which says that the artistic images a society produces are a subconscious product of their environment and sensory influences. In other words, the flat East Anglian landscape, which boasts vast open skies full of birds, inspired medieval artists to carve flocks of feathered angels into church roofs. I love this theory but other places have bird-filled skies but no angel roofs.

Another theory says that angel roofs were a counterblast against the Lollard Heresy of the 1400s, which was particularly strong in East Anglia (the first Lollard martyr, William Sawtrey, was a priest at King’s Lynn where probably the first angel roof in the region was constructed). The Lollards rejected images in churches as idolatrous, and it has been argued that after Sawtrey’s martyrdom at the stake in 1401, there was a reassertion of Roman Catholic orthodoxy through art, hence angel roofs repudiating Sawtrey’s heretical statement that he would “rather worship a man … than an angel of God.” However, the idea that the first angel roof in the region, at St. Nicholas in King’s Lynn (then Bishop’s Lynn), thought to date from around 1405-1415, was motivated by a desire to repudiate a minor heresy several years after Sawtrey’s execution in London, is somewhat tenuous. Perhaps the Church was eager to stamp its authority on the church which had spawned a heretical priest, but would angel roofs have thereafter necessarily spread throughout the region as they did?

A third, and to my mind more convincing theory, argued eloquently by Michael Rimmer in his excellent book The Angel Roofs of East Anglia, makes the case for the spread of master craftsmanship throughout the eastern counties as a result of the royal carpenter Hugh Herland being appointed to construct a new harbour at Yarmouth, soon after completing the first known angel roof in England at Westminster Hall, in around 1398. Rimmer draws attention to the correlation between hammer beam roofs and angel roofs. According to research conducted by architect Birkin Haward in 1999, of 188 surviving single hammer beam roofs in England, 65% (124) are in East Anglia. The figures are even more startling for double hammer beam roofs – all of the 32 surviving double hammer beam roofs in England are in East Anglia and Essex. Hammer beam roofs provide an ideal surface on which to carve an angel figure. Bear in mind that such figures would have to be large scale in order to be clearly visible from the ground beneath a soaring church nave.

St Peter Upwell, Norfolk – image courtesy of Iain Burke

It is likely that Herland would have taken his most trusted craftsmen with him to Yarmouth, in addition to taking his expertise. Four prominent East Anglians of substance and status, Hugh atte Fenn, John de Cleye, Robert atte Fenn and William Oxeneye, were appointed to work alongside Herland in recruiting labour for the Yarmouth harbour project. These men were wealthy merchants involved in local governance, two of them members of Parliament. Rimmer argues that Herland and his craftsmen would likely have discussed the Westminster Hall angel roof with both the wealthy merchants they met, the kind of influential men who would commission such projects in their local churches, and also with the labourers they recruited along the way. Skills and techniques would have been passed on to craftsmen in local communities throughout the region. Herland and his men would also likely have come into contact with shipwrights, given the eastern coastal regions’s maritime trading, who would have had experience of large scale timber construction. There is something about large scale hammer beam construction carved with angels which evokes carved wooden figureheads on ships’ prows.

St. Peter Upwell, Norfolk – image courtesy of Iain Burke

Michael Rimmer’s theory, articulated with great clarity in The Angel Roofs of East Anglia, is a more convincing argument than the others outlined here, backed up as it is with thorough historical research and attention to the multiple factors likely to have contributed to the proliferation of angel roofs in East Anglia, such as the wealth, produced by trade and manufacture, acquired by a new “middle class” keen to display its status in the community, woodcarving expertise and experience of large scale construction in the region, and the arrival of royal carpenter Hugh Herland, following his impressive achievement at Westminster Hall.

This brief summary barely does justice to Rimmer’s compelling analysis of why this glorious phenomenon graces so many East Anglian medieval churches. The Angel Roofs of East Anglia is well worth reading for his cogent arguing of a plausible theory, and for its stunning photographs of angel roofs.

Of course there’s always the possibility that we simply have more angels in East Anglia …

 

The Angel Roofs of East Anglia: unseen masterpieces of the Middle Ages by Michael Rimmer, published by The Lutterworth Press, 2015.

Peter James

Peter James talks about his mate Roy Grace, Super Recognisers and playing with time

I want to start by asking you what is it like to live with Roy Grace for 17 years plus? Is he more than words on a page to you?

Well actually there are two Roy Graces. Well, there are now three of course, with John Simm. There’s the former Detective Chief Superintendent David Gaylor, who I modelled Grace on, not physically but career wise. We’ve worked together really closely on every book. We have a kind of ritual, we always meet at the same table in a pub outside Henfield, when I’m planning the books, and I kind of run stuff through him, and then I have my fictitious Roy Grace who I consider like a mate. You know, every time I start a new book I say “Hi Roy, how’re you doing? Hi Norman, who have you pissed off this month?” He’s always been like a real character, almost like a mate to me, and now we’ve got John Simm who looks so much like the Roy Grace of my imagination when I created him, so when John’s name was put forward by ITV, I thought “Perfect!”

I’ve actually just started the next Roy Grace, the 19th. I finished the 18th, which won’t be out till next September because we’re moving publication of the hard back to the autumn. I’ve started the 19th, and I’ve got John Simm so much in my head now (as I also have Richie Campbell as Glenn Branson, he is so like the fictitious Glenn that I modelled on a real cop I met back in the late 80s, Glenn Douglas) – so I’ve got those two real life people. I find it quite helpful because I’ve got to know them, John and I have become mates, Richie too, and I know their mannerisms. It’s really interesting having real life human faces to think about when I’m writing.

Do you feel under pressure with a long running series to keep your readers interested?

It’s a real problem, but in a way it’s a good problem, I guess. When I was a kid I was an avid reader, and a lot of the authors that I loved wrote loads of books, like Alistair MacLean. It seemed to me that the more successful they got the fatter the books got, and the less exciting, almost as if either they got lazy, or their editors got too nervous to say anything, or they got too arrogant to listen to their editors. So I decided right back then that if I was ever lucky enough to have any kind of success, the one thing I would try to do would be to raise the bar with each book. So every time I deliver a book and someone says “Oh yeah, that was my favourite of yours” I think “S***! How am I gonna write the next one?!”

How do you raise the bar? 

First I try always to take a subject that fascinates me, that I want to learn about. I think good writing should examine the issues of the world we’re in, or entertain, but be fresh. The one I’ve just finished is about the world of art forgery. One of the world’s top art forgers, David Henty, lives in Saltdean. He’s been just brilliant. He’s in the book very thinly veiled as himself, totally at his own volition. It’s been fascinating to learn about that world.

The book’s about a couple who go to a car boot sale on a Sunday and buy a picture for £20 because they like the frame. It’s a horrible picture, it’s a bad portrait of an old lady. They get it home but they leave it in the sunlight, and some of the surface paint melts and they realise there’s something underneath. They take it to an Antiques Roadshow and the expert there says, “Well, this looks to me like a long lost Fragonard from 1770. If it’s genuine, it’s going to be worth millions.”

I’ve delved into the world of art forgery and you know, Dave Henty told me, and it’s in the book, exactly how he could fake a Fragonard so that even the top Fragonard expert couldn’t tell the difference, or pretty much any other Old Master. There are all kinds of clever tricks you know, things like buying an old canvas from the period, an old church canvas from France – you can pick them up for three or four thousand quid – old icons or a Madonna and Child. Start with that, so you’ve got the original canvas if anybody checks it. So I try really hard in the books to take something that I’m interested in and learning about, and try to be authentic. I had a lot of fun with that.

Now I’m writing about the world of puppy smuggling and illegal puppy farming, which during lockdown became a bigger business for a lot of the gangs than drugs. If you ordered a blue French bulldog “That’s £25,000 to you, lady”!

David Henty is in the book Death Comes Knocking that you co-wrote with Graham Bartlett of the Sussex Police, about policing Brighton, isn’t he?

Yes, he is, and you know what I loved about that? It was that Dave Henty had started life as a forger, he was quite good at drawing, but had a fatal flaw, as in the book, which was he couldn’t spell. Anyway, he bought a house in Wykeham Terrace just up from the Clock Tower and he’d got this massive operation with five of them there, printing and binding. They were raking it in, they had orders for 3000 forged passports at £1000 a pop for Hong Kong people trying to get out, he was minting passports, but Britannic Majesty was spelt wrong! And then his front door’s kicked in and it’s Graham Bartlett and four other coppers, and he’s inside for five years.

Graham contacted him when we were writing the book. He said to Graham “Come and have lunch and bring Peter” so we went to the house at Saltdean. The last time he’d seen Graham was when he kicked his front door in and completely f***** up his life, but he said “Great to see you again, come on in!” The other guy forging the passports with Henty was Cliff Wakefield, so Graham asked about him and Henty said, “Well, he’s in Belmarsh now, he’s gonna call us at 2 o’clock to say hi.” I mean, that’s real old-school cops and villains!

Do you think it’s also the case that the unfolding Roy Grace story moves the series forward, because his personal story is so compelling that readers come back each time to find out what’s going to happen to him next?

Yes, it’s like I accidentally created an ongoing soap opera! But I like that. Without wanting to give away any spoilers I think occasionally, to keep the series fresh, what I have to do is sometimes kill a major character, because if readers believe that nobody is ever going to come to any harm, they’re not ever going to feel scared for somebody when they’re in peril, they’re going to think “Oh, it’ll be all right.”

It is something I’ve learned over the years, that there’s a kind of boundary that you can’t cross. I had a cat scalded in one of my early novels way back before I wrote Grace and it really upset cat lovers. I mean, you could pour boiling water over a baby and nobody would care, but harm an animal and everyone is up in arms. There’s a fine line between showing brutality because you’re trying to portray just how horrible a villain is, and doing something almost for just the pleasure of writing something gross. I’ve tried over the years to really tone that down. I don’t want people having a horrific time reading one of the books, but I want them to understand that there are horrible people out in the world who do horrible things.

I do think that part of the joy of reading crime fiction is that it gives us a vicarious sense of danger and thrill. But in this dark and uncertain world, it gives us the knowledge that at the end Roy Grace, or whoever the hero or heroine is, will have locked up the bad guys, at least most of them, and restored some kind of order so that as you close the book, having finished it, you’re thinking “Yeah, actually the world’s not too bad”.

Do you think that reading crime fiction is a safe way to explore fears and dangers, knowing you’re going to be safe at the end because it’s not you who’s at risk?

That’s a factor, definitely, I do think that’s the case. I have a terror of heights, so for example when I’m writing I might have Roy hanging over Beachy Head – I let him do that for me, that way I get the buzz without the terror! I think we read crime fiction for a number of reasons. I think what you’ve just identified is very much one of them. I think another is that at a different level we love being thrilled – the first thing somebody says to a new baby is “boo!” That is something deep rooted in us, we do enjoy it.

But I think at a much deeper level good crime fiction also taps into the way we are genetically programmed to survive. If you’re driving and you see a bad car accident on the other side of the motorway, everybody slows down. I don’t think people slow down because they’re ghouls, I think people slow down to think “What happened there? What can I learn from that?” almost subconsciously, to make sure they never get in that position. And I think it’s exactly the same with a crime novel, we read about somebody getting murdered, and subconsciously you’re thinking, “What can I learn from that? How can I make sure I never get in that position, or my loved ones never get in that position?” So I think that is going on too, at a very deep level.

When you’re writing the books, do you plot meticulously and know the ending before you start writing?

No. Every writer has a different way, but for me what works is a combination of plotting and surprise. I take the view that if I don’t surprise myself, I won’t surprise my readers, but at the same time I need to have a basic structure. So the way I plan a book is that I always know the ending I want to get to, but it might change when I get to it, if I think of something better or another twist that I can add to turn on the agony for my readers! I plan about the first hundred pages in quite a lot of detail, so I know where that’s going. I know some of the key high points of the story, so I know roughly where I want to get to, but I love it when at round about page 100, the book starts to take on a life of its own, when the characters are all established, and then quite often I introduce something I hadn’t planned.

To give an example, I think it was in Not Dead Enough, which is the third Roy Grace, I was with the police in Brighton and we were driving inland from the seafront on the London Road – I’m going back to about 2004/5. There was a row of rather beat-up looking camper vans all parked along there and I said to the officer “Do you know, I’ve seen those there day after day for weeks. If I parked there for an hour, I’d be ticketed and after four I’d be towed.” And he said “They’re all basically small time drug runners, we let them stay there because we can keep an eye on them”. So these were the bottom end of the drugs trade, they’re the ones that the big dealers use to distribute the drugs on the streets. That fascinated me, I thought “What would one of those people be like? What kind of a human being?” Then I went with some surveillance officers and we watched the place, and there was this one character who became quite significant in Not Dead Enough called Skunk, he just popped into my head at about page 100. I hadn’t had any intention of creating this character and he suddenly became quite a significant part in the book. I love it when something spontaneous like that happens.

Do you always know with more major characters how their story will unfold, like Sandy for example, or Bruno, or even Cassian Pewe?

With Sandy, what happened was I was asked by my publishers back in 2002 if I would consider trying to create a new detective character. I had a two book deal and I thought I might do something different. I thought there is a classic cliché of the detective with a broken marriage and a drink problem, and the reality is, in today’s police force, no cop with a drink problem’s going to last 24 hours. I thought that what good detectives do is solve puzzles, and that it would be interesting to create a character who had a personal puzzle of his own that he could not solve, and that’s why Roy has got this wife who’s been missing for nine years. I thought “I’ll introduce the mystery in book one and I’ll get the explanation in book two”. Then Dead Simple came out and I started getting inundated with emails from people speculating what might have happened to Sandy and I thought “You know what? I could have some fun with this!” That’s why I kept it going for so long.

I particularly like the way that you interweave Grace’s personal story with each crime investigation.

Well, luckily these days half of our social life, my wife and I, is with police, I guess it has been for a long time now, because I’ve just always gravitated towards them, because I actually find them both fascinating and immensely human people. So I see that home side of them, which I think most people don’t. There was a great quote by the head of the Met: “Wearing a uniform does not protect you from trauma.” They are ordinary people doing extraordinary things, that includes all emergency service workers.

You mentioned trauma – a police officer who’s attended a horrific car accident or a murder must often experience something like post traumatic stress, and then have to go home with that experience in their head.

Yes, exactly. I’m very friendly with a traffic officer. In East Sussex about ten years ago there was a case of a horrible divorce, a couple had two small children aged two and four. The wife gassed the two children, put them in the boot of the car and tried to frame her husband. It’s almost unimaginably horrible. This friend of mine was literally first on the scene and spent half an hour desperately trying to resuscitate the kids before the ambulance got there, and obviously they were long dead. Then he went home off shift and had to bath and put to bed his own kids. That’s something that I think people forget, that officers go to a horrific accident where someone’s lying in the road with his head off, or a domestic abuse victim, or just the sheer misery of a couple who’ve been swindled out of their life savings, and then they go back to their lives and relationships.

We talked earlier about the stereotype of the dysfunctional, hard drinking loner, but presumably there are police who, like Grace, can maintain good relationships and still work at the top of their game?

Oh many, yes, absolutely, I know a number of very happy marriages. We are very good friends with one couple where he’s always just been a police constable and she became Chief Superintendent. I know two or three couples where there’s a kind of traditional role reversal on this. But I would say the police is not a great career to go into for stable marriages, there’s quite a high rate of divorce, but there’s also a great number of extremely happy and strong marriages.

But it is tough. I was out for dinner with some friends and the guy had a similar role to Roy Grace at one time. I asked his wife “What’s it like being married to Steve?” and she said “It’s a bloody nightmare!” She said “A month ago it was our wedding anniversary, so we were driving through the centre of Brighton to dinner, and we’re going to leave the car and take a taxi home. Steve suddenly spots a villain he’s been looking for for two years, so he just pulls up at the kerbside and says ‘Take the car, go to the restaurant, order me a gin and tonic, I’ll see you there’ and he hares off and chases the guy for two miles through Brighton, rugby tackles him and I’m sitting in the restaurant at 11:00 o’clock and he’s still booking him in.” A lot of officers cannot switch off.

Do you ever think about ending the Grace series?

Right now I have absolutely no plans to end it, I’ve just signed a new contract with my publishers for another five books and at the moment ITV are incredibly enthusiastic and planning long term.

I know that Conan Doyle got so fed up with Sherlock Holmes he killed him off, but then he couldn’t find anything else that was as successful so he had to bring him back, so yes, that does happen, but I really love them. For the themes that I want to explore, where it wouldn’t work in the confines of a detective novel, I write my standalones, and I do a standalone roughly every three years. Most of what I want to learn about I can do within the Roy Grace books.

What I love about the Grace series is that just a few weeks or months have passed  between each book. I think that has a really immersive effect on a reader – is that why you chose to do that?

Very much so, yes. Ian Rankin moved Rebus on a year with each book, and then he hit the buffers of 60 at retirement age. Luckily for Ian the Scottish Police raised the retirement age to 65, so it gave Rebus another 5 years, but now he is retired. I didn’t want to do that with Roy Grace, and also I wanted to show Roy’s new love of Cleo. A year in a relationship is a massive time from first date to living together. I wanted to show that relationship slowly developing against the background of the missing Sandy story, so I thought “Well, I will take author’s licence and play with time”. Luckily Roy is only 43 now after 19 books!

Each book starts a short while after the other, one or two start the next day, but I’ll move them on a year at a time as much as I can. I’m having a slight struggle at the moment with what I do about positioning Covid. The latest one I finished is set in September 2019, but the new one I’ve just started, I’m still trying to make my mind up, because Covid date stamps things.

So you have to perform a  juggling act with real time and fictional time?

I think it’s really important to keep the books current but without losing that ongoing continuity. It is a juggling act. I try to avoid things that will clearly date it, but I had to deal with the Olympics, and in Dead Man’s Footsteps, I wrote about the guy who faked his disappearance at 9/11, which I wrote five or six years after 9/11 had happened. But now with ITV making the series it’s 20 years on, so we’ve had to update that and change it from 9/11 to something else, to keep it contemporary.

You portray Grace having to switch his focus back and forth between the warm, loving world of his private life and the dangerous, dark world of his working life – is it a similar process for you as a writer, having to switch back and forth between those two worlds?

Yes, and I enjoy the challenge of that. I think that with somebody like Roy, a detective investigating murder, there are not many jobs that carry more responsibility, because not only have you got to try to catch the killer to provide closure for the family but also, the longer you don’t catch the killer the longer that killer is out there and could kill again, so there’s an incredible responsibility that comes with that work. But at the same time he has a family. And chickens! That reflects me a bit. We have lots of animals and I find them very grounding. I remember waking up the morning of the Manchester bombing a few years back, and the world felt a very dark place, and then going out and hand-feeding the alpacas carrots and slices of apple – they don’t know all this s*** that’s going on in the world, so it brings you down to earth, it’s wonderfully grounding.

I really enjoy your portrayal of Roy Grace’s twice daily briefings with his team on a major investigation, the democratic way he runs them, with everyone from the lowliest officer upwards feeling free to speak up, give their opinion and theorise.

I’m glad you like that, because I get really angry when I see on television Senior Investigating Officers portrayed as bolshie, angry bullies. In my experience homicide detectives are emotionally intelligent people who do listen to their team.

How have you developed such a close relationship with Sussex Police? They must trust you completely.

I think it’s a relationship built up over many, many years. I got burgled back in 1982. My first two books had just been published (they were very bad spy thrillers) and a young detective came to take fingerprints, a guy called Mike Harris, and he said if you want any help with research give me a call. He was married to a detective. My then wife (who was a lawyer) and I became friends with them and they invited us to a barbecue one day. There were a dozen of their friends and they were all cops in different disciplines, homicide, traffic, response, neighbourhood policing, and just talking to these people I thought, “Nobody sees more of human life in a 30 year career than you guys do”.

When they realised that I was genuinely interested, not just out to get a story to flog to the paper, they invited me to come and spend a day with them in a response car and see what they do, and it kind of went on from there. Then I started putting police characters into my books and they liked the way I portrayed them, they felt that I was showing the world what it really meant to be a police officer. And that was how it all began.

Over the years I’ve worked quite closely with them, quite a number of the books I’ve written have come out of suggestions by the police. They asked if I would write a book about organ trafficking, so that’s what led to me writing Dead Tomorrow. More recently, for example, with Dead At First Sight, Sussex Police approached me and said people in Sussex had been scammed out of over £5 million in the previous two years through internet romance fraudsters. They said they would be willing to show me their files, obviously without names, to show me the extent of the issue, and that if I would consider writing a Roy Grace book about it that would help maybe raise awareness of it, and highlight it.

And Sir Bernard Hogan-Howe, when he was head of the Met, wrote to me about seven years ago, when they’d just created the Super Recognisers*. He asked me if I would like to go out and spend a day at Scotland Yard with the Super Recogniser team because he’d love it if I put it in my books, to help raise awareness to other police forces about it.

And presumably bring it to the attention of readers who might want to volunteer to be Super Recognisers?

Yes, I was delighted that at least five or six people subsequently wrote to me and said that they had become Super Recognisers for the police after reading about it, so that’s wonderful.

So they trust you to convey what their work is really like, and also to get important issues across to the public?

They do. I always let them see what I’ve written before it goes to final print. They’ll tell me things in confidence and say “Don’t write that” and I won’t. I’ve never broken that trust.

I try to give them something back as well, so I’ve donated a couple of police cars to Sussex Police, and also supported campaigns for them, and I’m co-patron, with the Chief Constable, of the Sussex Police Charitable Trust, which helps police officers who suffer trauma or hardship.

I genuinely think that the police get a bad press these days, some of them feel that they’re constantly under attack. But I genuinely believe that most police officers are extremely good, decent people who do this job because it’s one of the few jobs where you can actually make a difference to the world. And I think police are a major part of the glue that holds civilisation together.

 

* In his book Need You Dead, Peter James introduces the new field of Super Recognisers:

… the average human being can recognise 23 per cent of faces that they’ve seen previously … But a tiny percentage of the population, now known as Super Recognisers, can achieve up to 90 per cent … with consistent accuracy, from just one single feature. An earlobe. A nose. A chin.

 

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Reading Elly Griffiths, inspired by this blog

Contributor: Helen Jeffries

A couple of months ago I read the interview with Elly Griffiths on this blog and was inspired to buy one of her books.  I thought I would start with the Brighton series and intended to buy the first book but (owing to not paying attention or being an idiot) I bought the most recent by mistake – Now You See Them.  I read it at once and spent quite a long time thinking “there’s a surprising amount of backstory here for the first book in a series” before I twigged!  At least I proved that there’s no actual need to read Elly Griffiths in the right order as the book was extremely enjoyable as a stand alone although I’m now going back to start at the beginning properly.  I liked the Brighton setting and particularly the sense of time with the Mods and Rockers battling on the sea front.  The pervasive presence of stage magic was also rather nostalgic for me – I’m of the generation that grew up with the Paul Daniels magic show being ubiquitous on TV and I imagined the character Ruby’s hit programme as being along those lines.

After that first Brighton book, though, I got on to the Ruth Galloway mysteries and I must confess I was immediately hooked – I’m now on The Chalk Pit which is the ninth and have no intention of stopping.  I apologise that there will be slight spoilers in what follows but I’ve tried not to give away too many key plot points.  First of all I like the character of Ruth – a heavyish middle-aged woman with an academic background who likes a solitary life is a demographic I can certainly associate with.  I also like the setting – I recently attended my godson’s confirmation in a wild part of Norfolk that I have in mind when I read the descriptions of the empty countryside and lonely but spiritual setting that Ruth inhabits.  And finally – here’s a spoiler – I doubt there is anyone who’s done a PhD who can’t get a bit of a kick out of the idea of their supervisor drowning in a bog.  Come on now – we’ve all visualised it haven’t we?  (I’m assuming my supervisor-as-was is never going to be reading this… )

As the Ruth Galloway series continues we get more insight into the returning characters.  Clearly anyone would be charmed by Cathbad the druid – he’s a wonderful character with a very accurate but not infallible sixth sense.  That fallibility is what makes him real when he could just have been a person who’s always right.  Judy Johnson the police sergeant is also a compelling character who could easily warrant a series of her own, were she not overshadowed by DCI Nelson, the main police presence in the series.  And even Tanya Fuller who started out as a deeply annoying over-ambitious young police officer, is growing into something much more interesting as her strengths and personal life begin to be revealed.  I must reserve a special mention for Phil Trent though.  He is the head of Ruth’s department at the University of North Norfolk and is set up as a TV- and funding-obsessed hazard of academic life, but I really like him!  I’m so pleased to see from the interview that in a book I have coming up – The Lantern Men – he gets a chapter from his own perspective.

Finally, I have to touch on the spirituality in the series which was discussed in the interview with Elly Griffiths on this blog.  Speaking as an Anglican, I must confess to a certain feeling of “oh heck not another lapsed Catholic!” every time one hoves into view – as the godparent of a Norfolk Anglican I am happy to report that a range of Christian denominations is represented in that county!  I’m being unfair of course and in The Woman in Blue we do get to see some Anglicans, although not all in a particularly positive light.  As I move through the series I hope to see some more of these people – particularly the Anglican vicar with a black belt in Taekwondo who takes muscular Christianity to a very encouraging place when confronting a poison pen writer.

So then, what is the charm of the Ruth Galloway series that has got me hooked?  Partly it’s the characters and how they develop, partly it’s the emphasis on archaeology and the past and how they impact the present, but perhaps most of all it’s the sense that although terrible things do happen in the stories, predominantly the characters make the best of things and find the positives.  This is a world in which light shines in the darkness and the darkness cannot overcome it, and that’s a very suitable spirituality for this winter season of the year.

The Ruth Galloway series by Elly Griffiths

Contributor: Rosalind Esche

If you asked a random sample of Elly Griffiths readers what distinguishes her books in a crowded crime genre, they would almost certainly mention her warmth and humour. It’s probably safe to say that her series based in North Norfolk is her most popular, thanks to her much loved main character Ruth Galloway. Immense warmth emanates from the pages of these books, they are comforting, but not in a cosy way. There is darkness in them, but also a powerful sense of the strength of ordinary, flawed, but fundamentally decent people trying to do the right thing.

An evocative sense of place informs this series – the remote marshlands and vast skies of North Norfolk lend an eerie atmosphere to the setting in which these unnerving tales unfold. Ruth lives with her young daughter Kate and their cat Flint in one of three remote cottages, at the edge of what Elly Griffiths calls the Saltmarsh. Her description of this wild, lonely place which is neither land, nor sea, nor sky, but a liminal space between all three, is as haunting as any supernatural tale. Griffiths conjures the ghosts of sacred burial places and ancient henges, skilfully weaving superstition, folklore and myth into the fabric of her mysteries without compromising the credibility of the police investigation or Ruth’s forensic archaeology expertise.

However, the sinister aura of these unsettling stories is regularly dispelled by the author’s wry sense of humour, which she expresses through the interaction of her delightful cast of characters, for whom she clearly feels much goodwill and compassion. Archaeologist Dr. Ruth Galloway, who lectures at a (fictional) university in North Norfolk, is a most engaging character, professionally confident and very good at what she does, but less assured in other ways. Although she’s comfortable in her own skin, she is not immune to feelings of inadequacy about her weight, lack of dress sense and unruly hair. This vulnerability makes readers warm to Ruth. The developing story of her relationship with DCI Nelson is the fulcrum of the series, and is what keeps readers coming back for more.

One of Elly Griffiths’ many skills is her bringing together characters of very different backgrounds and beliefs, and forging plausible relationships between them. The friendship between DCI Nelson (a lapsed Catholic) and Cathbad (a Druid) is a moving and often humorous example of an unlikely, and yet utterly convincing, connection between two ostensibly incompatible people. The author explores her characters’ differing beliefs with a generosity of spirit that embraces a “many paths to God” philosophy.

This deeply satisfying series stands out in a crowded genre by virtue of the quality of the author’s writing, through which she has created a profound connection in readers’ hearts with her characters. If you are not already hooked on these wonderful books, start reading them now, and you soon will be.

 

 

 

 

 

Stinkpipes

Stinkpipes: a key to Cambridge’s less fragrant past

Contributor: Caroline Mead

You may feel that Cambridge is a rather clean and fresh-smelling kind of place, with all the greens and commons. But one piece of street furniture, found all over the place, suggests it was once a much smellier city.

If you’ve ever been to Cambridge city centre I’m sure you will have walked past a stinkpipe (or stench pole). You probably didn’t think anything of it, assuming it was a type of lamp post or telegraph pole. But once you get hunting for them, you realise they’re an entirely different beast. Stinkpipes were created with the intention of extracting nasty odours from underground sewers and dispersing them into the air. They tend to be taller (6–8 metres) and wider (about 15cm) than most other poles in residential streets, and they follow sewer routes. Some have been truncated so they’re much shorter than they were originally, but others are still at their original height.

They originate from London, around the time of the Industrial Revolution, when the Thames was essentially an open sewer. Flushing toilets were very rare, and waste of all kinds just ended up in the river. It reached a peak during the summer of 1858, which was known as The Great Stink. The effluent in the Thames began to ferment, and the terrible smell brought the city to a standstill. Two engineers, Joseph Bazalgette and Goldsworthy Gurney, were brought in to build a proper sewage system and design a simple way to ventilate the gas caused by its rotting.

They are made of cast iron, sometimes with the manufacturer’s name, and are often decorated in a uniquely Victorian style – look out for roses and carved decorations. They’re also hollow, so give them a knock if you want to check you’re looking at the real thing. They’re often painted in grey or green, and the original paintwork can still be seen in some cases.

If you fancy hunting for stink pipes in Cambridge, I recommend starting at the one outside 170 Gilbert Road. It’s still at its original height and has its decorative finial over the top. From there, stink pipes can be found on Midsummer Common (near the Manhattan Bridge, and at the crossing to Fair Street), on Emmanuel Road (Christ’s Pieces side), and even outside the Judge Business School. And there are many more. Once you’ve seen one, you’ll see them all over the place – legacy of the impressive Victorian sewage systems of old.


Caroline Mead was born and grew up in Cambridge, and works as a copywriter for the RSPB. Covid-permitting, she also enjoys choral singing, flute playing, bellydancing, ballet, running, walking, and discovering little-known parts of Cambridge. She has BAs from the Open University and the University of Birmingham, and an MA in Sociology from the University of York. She is also a qualified massage therapist.

Peter James

Contributor: Rosalind Esche

Peter James is known amongst crime writers and readers alike for his exceptional accuracy in portraying police procedures and investigative methods. In fact his books are positively educational – whoever knew about gait analysis? I certainly didn’t until I encountered Dr. Haydn Kelly, forensic podiatrist, in the pages of a Roy Grace novel. James is meticulous in his attention to detail, his authenticity is even endorsed by the Sussex Police themselves, with whom he has developed a close working relationship over many years in the course of his research for the Grace books.

James is a master at seeding snippets of information into his plots that pique the reader’s attention, or misdirect it. Not only does he keep his readers hooked with the intricate unravelling of each complex plot, but he also leaves loose ends which trail into the next book, with minor characters reappearing, criminals resurfacing with unfinished business, with the potential for danger to Grace, his team, and his family further down the line, so that the reader cannot wait until the next book resumes the story.

One of the best things about this series is that the time lapse between each book is very brief, a matter of months, which is immensely satisfying, because readers remember characters and stories, incidents and unsolved mysteries, and enjoy a sense of continuity and immersion. This technique creates a satisfying sense of connection with characters and plots. James has an unerring instinct for drip feeding pieces of information so subtly that the reader almost absorbs them unconsciously, only to feel their full impact later when disparate loose threads are woven together into a fuller, clearer picture. There are several examples of James’s skill at this technique relating to what might be called Grace’s paranormal experiences. Grace definitely has some sort of sixth sense, James doesn’t emphasise this in an obvious way, he does it with infinite subtlety and thus renders it all the more powerful and believable.

Another great technique is the brevity of his chapters – this device keeps the plot moving along nicely, holds the reader’s attention (there are no longueurs in the Grace books) and helps the reader juggle several complicated storylines along the way. James is adept at providing regular reminders and reinforcement of information and characters, so necessary in books of such complexity and detail.

What is less talked about, if at all, is the extraordinary emotional power of this series. Running alongside the plot of each major crime investigation is the unfolding personal story of his detective protagonist, Roy Grace. Unlike many fictional detectives, Grace flouts the stereotype of the jaded, hard-drinking loner propping up bars in seedy pubs, antagonising all and sundry by day, listening to mournful music alone in his room by night. Roy Grace is a stable, level headed man, dedicated to a job at which he excels. Yet it becomes apparent that he has a haunting backstory of his own – the disappearance of his wife Sandy, many years before the first book opens, on his 30th birthday. The painful legacy of this traumatic event, and its impact on his life as the years go by, is a theme running through all the novels, drawing in the reader more deeply with each new book in the series.

James writes with sensitivity and real emotional power about his detective, weaving the thread of his private story into the fabric of each successive crime plot. He is skilled at creating in the reader emotional investment in Grace as a person, which means that while each book tells a gripping crime story with intricate twists and turns, shock revelations and misdirection, it also grips the reader’s attention with developments in his personal story, as he begins to rebuild his life. 

I have been surprised by Peter James’s detective novels, I never expected to experience the emotions I feel when reading them. I can honestly say that no other crime writer has moved me in the way that he does. It is actually Roy Grace’s story which keeps the reader coming back for more, because of course his story continues to develop. Crimes are solved and cases closed, but Grace’s story is never closed, and the reader’s concern and affection for him grow with each successive book. He is an immensely likeable character, kind and decent, tough but caring, and vulnerable to his own private griefs and struggles, so we as readers become engaged in his life and want the best for him.

Considering that James is largely known for being spot on with his police procedural content (which I find strangely compelling) you might be forgiven for thinking that the books must be accurate, but somewhat dry, accounts of crime investigation and police methods, devoid of emotional engagement. This could not be further from the truth – this series packs an immense emotional punch, through the patient unfolding of Roy Grace’s story, parts of which delight you, while others haunt you long after you close each book.

Elly Griffiths talks about misdirection, redemption and forensic botany …

You write under the names Domenica de Rosa and Elly Griffiths – do you find that writing under two different identities affects your style?

I suppose I do feel like that a little bit. I was first published as Domenica de Rosa, which is my real name (my father was Italian). I wrote what you might call women’s fiction under that name. I think Summer School is my favourite of all my books.

The summer school of the title is a creative writing course in Tuscany – did you ever do a writing course like that?

No, I didn’t. I remember I got an advertisement to go on a creative writing course and I couldn’t afford it at all. It was in Tuscany, and I’m half Italian, so obviously I love Italy, and I thought it sounded great. I got the programme and the programme was “Morning: Stretch” which went on for an hour, and then “write” and then “go and look round a vineyard” and I thought this is lovely, I’d love to do that, but I couldn’t afford it. So the next best thing to do was to write about it. So I write all the pieces the creative writers do on the course, I write a little bit of each of their books, that was so much fun to do. But I’ve still never been on a creative writing course like that. I’d never taught creative writing then, but of course now I do teach creative writing at Madingley Hall in Cambridge and West Dean College in Sussex.

Then when I wrote a crime novel, my agent said I needed a crime name, partly because Domenica de Rosa is too lovely for crime. I guess it sounds like a romantic fiction name, but more than that it sounds made up, which is ironical really because it’s my real name. I remember at work I’d pick up the phone and say “Domenica De Rosa” and people just thought I was singing! The thinking was that crime was a new genre for me and it gave me a new debut in a way. My grandmother’s name was Ellen Griffiths, I didn’t really know her very much, she died when I was five, but the thing I’d heard about her was that she was a very clever woman, very literate, loved books but had to leave school at 13 and go into service, so I thought she’d really like her name on a book. I wanted to be Ellen, but when the first Ruth book came out, somehow I became Elly, and I remember asking my editor about it and she said “Oh, it just looked a bit tidier.”

I think my writing style is still my style when I write the Ruth books and the historical fiction series, the Brighton Mysteries. I think my writing is the same, but people often write to me saying they wouldn’t have known it was the same person writing, it’s so different.

How interesting, because I do feel that the Brighton Mysteries have a very different atmosphere.

That’s interesting. The Brighton Mysteries are seen as a bit sort of Golden Age – it says on the cover “recalls Agatha Christie” because Agatha Christie was quite dark, and I think there is a dark atmosphere to them, so I think you’re absolutely right about that, particularly the new one, The Midnight Hour, which has just come out. I went for a dark feeling, although hopefully there are funny bits as well. So I think  you’re probably right, having said I thought that the style was the same, I think possibly those are a bit darker.

Do you think it’s because they’re set in the early ’50s at the start of the series, when there’s still rationing and there are references to people’s war experiences, so they have a more sombre atmosphere?

Yes, I do. And although The Midnight Hour is set in the 1960s, I suppose I wanted to show that the ’60s weren’t all swinging, that there was a darkness there. William Shaw, who writes brilliantly about the ’60s in his Breen and Tozer books, says for most people the ’60s didn’t start till 1970, and that’s true in a way. It’s partly about women’s liberation (one of the characters has been reading The Feminine Mystique by Betty Friedan) and that’s kind of central to the plot, making points like women police officers couldn’t drive police cars until the ’70s, that sort of thing, but there’s still a bit of humour in the books, for example the women are still always asked to make the tea.

So the female characters in The Midnight Hour are struggling with the restrictions of the times?

Yes, exactly. Emma, is married to the love of her life and has a very happy marriage, Edgar is a really nice man and he’s a modern man, and there were those sort of men in the ’50s and ’60s, but even so she finds her life restricting and frustrating and she wants to be working, and I really do sympathise with that. And I want to show the sometimes not such nice things she thinks, because we all think like that sometimes. She wants to support Meg as a young police officer, but also she’s a bit jealous of her because she’s a single woman and she’s out there, solving crime. I wanted to show that it’s all very complicated.

When I had my twins 23 years ago I was working at Harper Collins as Editorial Director for Children’s Fiction and I left because I couldn’t do the job with the twins, and I worked freelance for a long time, and then I started publishing books. I felt that I still had the job, but I’d lost my career, and I really did feel upset about that. Even though I loved my children, and I adored being a mum, and absolutely wouldn’t swap that time, I still missed my career.

There’s always a spiritual/mystical element in your books – could you talk about why that is?

I am really, really interested in spirituality and what people believe and why, and I think that’s why it comes into my books. It’s funny though, because my first four books written as Domenica de Rosa are mainly set in Italy and I said to myself right after that, “no more Italians and no more Catholics”, and I did stick to the “no more Italians” rule until Ruth book 10, which is The Dark Angel when they go to Italy. But the “no more Catholics” rule was broken the minute Nelson appeared, because I knew he would be a lapsed Catholic! And I just wanted to have all that, why people believe and how it affects their life. I’m not an atheist, I was brought up a Catholic. Now I would say I was a liberal Catholic, I guess, a freelance Catholic! I wanted to show that it’s with you all the time. I still get a great deal of comfort from prayer, meditation and those aspects. I have a friend who was brought up a Catholic like me and is now a Pagan, so I wanted to show her views respectfully through Cathbad and Nelson, who get on really well, they have a connection.

Something Nancy Mitford said always stuck with me. She said the people she really suspected were the people who talked about God as if his real name was Godfrey and God was just their nickname for him. I’m a little wary now, as I’ve got older, of certainty, where people think they know the answers, and I think initially Ruth’s parents, who were born again Christians, that’s their line, although book 14, called The Locked Room, the one that’s just about to come out, I think is nearing more understanding of her parents’ beliefs really, but yes, I’m very wary of that certainty.

I love all that doubt, and I love the fact that Nelson isn’t quite sure what he believes, but he’ll probably still say the Hail Mary if he has to. And Cathbad is a Druid but he’s also not above praying to his patron saints if he wants to. I suppose tolerance is what I’m aiming for in the books, that “many paths to God” line.

What made you choose crime fiction? Or did it just happen?

I think I was always interested in crime because I wrote my first book when I was 11, it was called The Hair of the Dog, which must have been something my parents talked about, but I didn’t know what it meant, but I did understand the revenge aspect of it – that the hair of the dog that killed you is the bit that makes you better.

And that was the plot, it was set in Rottingdean, which is right near where I still live. It was about a village where nothing much happens so they stage a fake murder there to try and get on the news, but of course the fake murder turns into a real murder. It wasn’t a bad plot, I don’t think. I was obviously already interested in crime, and there are two detectives, one is called Edgar Stephens, and of course I used the name later on for Edgar, and there’s a Max in it as well, so I even used that very name again in some of the books. So you know all the elements were there even when I was really young. I was a real fan of Enid Blyton and the Five Find Out-ers, and then I went through Agatha Christie and absolutely loved it. I’m a real fan as well of Nancy Spain, who wrote a book that’s been a big influence on me, called R in the Month. It’s set in a faded seaside town, and it’s about poisoned oysters. In the Brighton Mysteries I have tried to get that slightly dark, melancholic atmosphere that she gets in that book and she wrote some other really good ones, Cinderella Goes to the Morgue, Poison for Teacher, Death Goes on Skis. My mum had some of these books, I think she was very popular in the ’50s and my mum must have been a fan of hers, and she was an out gay woman at a time when that wasn’t very common, and she was often on talk shows and in the media. So I think I was influenced by her as well.

It was my husband Andy, who’s an archaeologist, who gave me the idea for The Crossing Places. It was a chance remark that he made when we were walking across Titchwell Marsh in North Norfolk, he said that prehistoric people thought that marshland was sacred because it’s neither land nor sea, but something in between, a liminal zone, a bridge to the afterlife, and that’s why you find bodies buried there, bog bodies. And almost immediately the plot for The Crossing Places, the first Ruth book, came into my head. Although I suppose at the time when I thought of Ruth as a character, I wasn’t even sure that it was crime. Ruth is asked by a police officer DCI Nelson to look at some bones he’s found, and those bones are 2000 years old, which is how she is drawn into the case. There’s the question “is it right to dig down into the past and disturb it?” That’s definitely a theme to the books.

When is your next Ruth book due to come out?

Early February. It’s called The Locked Room and it’s set during lockdown, which I thought would be interesting. I thought long and hard about whether to do lockdown in the books. But then, because I’ve written a book every year for the last 13 or 14 years it felt wrong to miss it out for a long term series. I think if I were writing a standalone I wouldn’t have set it in lockdown, but for a series I thought people might want to know what happened to those characters during that year.

Do you have to plot each book meticulously before you even start to write?

That’s changed a bit for me actually. So when I started The Crossing Places the plot did sort of come into my head as almost a complete book, but other than that I used to write a full chapter plan for my book, and  set one line for each chapter. It was quite short. Some writers do immensely long plans, but I did one line for each chapter, but I would work to the end and I would know who did it. But the last four or five books, probably starting with The Stranger Diaries, my first standalone, I didn’t have a written plan and it was just in my head and when I wrote each chapter, I’d just write a little bit of the next chapter. I read a brilliant thing  E.L. Doctorow said, that planning like that is like driving in the dark with your headlights on, you can only see a bit of the road, but you can make the whole journey like that.

Do you have a daily writing routine?

I’m quite disciplined. I don’t really like to write away from home, so I’m not one of those writers who takes their laptop to a cafe or on trains, but what I really like is to be in my little writing shed in the garden. I had only just finished it really before lockdown and it was an absolute godsend because it was somewhere else to go. I’ve got a cat called Gus, and at 8 o’clock every morning he goes and sits by the door of the writing shed and waits – he’s like my little furry conscience, so ideally I’ll go into the writing shed. I’ve got a coffee machine, I like coffee, I make myself a strong coffee and then I write. I try to write at least 1000 words a day. It’s not such a big target really, my books are between 80,000 and 90,000 words, so you’d think that in 80 days you’d have a book, but it doesn’t work like that. But I do try not to go back on it too much, I do try to do a different 1000 words each day until I have a manuscript and then I can go back and change it, so that’s how I work really. I try to do that in the morning, mornings are better for me and in the afternoon, do admin and all the other things that you have to do, but ideally 1000 words a day in my shed.

The Ruth books are written in the present tense, but the Brighton Mysteries are written in the past tense – how do you decide which tense to use?

It is really just what seems natural. We were talking earlier about different atmospheres, and I do wonder a bit if the different atmosphere of the Brighton Mysteries is because they’re in the past tense, with that slightly melancholic feeling. I didn’t really plan for Ruth to be in the present tense, but because I’d written those four books before under my real name, that sort of women’s fiction genre is often in the present tense, so I wrote The Crossing Places in the same way. Some people don’t like it at all, and I still get people saying they couldn’t read a book because it was in the present tense, some just don’t like it. It seems a bit of a shame not to read a book because of it, but there are people who don’t.

But the Ruth books have got real immediacy because of it, haven’t they?

Well, I think so. I think in some ways it seems to suit crime writing quite well because the reader is discovering everything at the same time as the writer. One thing that I love about crime as a genre is that you don’t read in a passive way, you read in a very active way because you’re trying to solve the crime, so I think it suits that very well.

The present tense can be quite hard to get right, the “she looks, she stops, she stares” etc because it’s like being repeatedly hit over the head with the action. So when you want to relax a bit or go into the past it can get a bit clunky and you can get a bit pluperfect – you know, “he had had had had had” something, so it can be a bit difficult! I think after the first book I did say to my editor that I might switch to the past and she said, “I think that would be fine too, to be honest I don’t think people would even notice, I think it would be OK” but then I thought maybe the present tense is the way I get Ruth – I do think that the fact that people have so connected with Ruth, which has been a wonderful thing, is partly to do with the present tense.

I think people like her because she’s not perfect and that was deliberate when I thought of her as a character, and what I liked was that she was going to be a woman who was very confident in her work as a forensic archaeologist but not so confident in other things. I feel she wouldn’t know how to drape a scarf! And hair is quite a thing – my daughter has lovely long hair and I always felt inadequate because I’m not very good at plaiting, whereas my German friend is amazing at plaiting and her daughter always had this wonderful plait that went round her head three times, and I would be in Assembly looking at the backs of their heads thinking Juliet’s plaits were a little bit, you know, uneven, thinking why can’t I be the sort of mother who plaits? Those moments are quite human I think, and people love that about Ruth, they can identify with her, because we all feel like that sometimes.

It’s been very touching to me to hear people saying that the books have helped them through lockdown. I decided to read the first Ruth book on my Facebook page at the beginning of lockdown, hoping that people might find it comforting and they did seem to really find it comforting, and there was that lovely exchange with readers saying “I look forward to 6 o’clock every night when I can listen to you reading” And it was really nice, I did feel a real connection to readers through that.

Misdirection is such an important theme in the Brighton Mysteries – are you playing with parallels between a magician misdirecting the audience, criminals misdirecting the police, and the crime writer misdirecting readers?

I think so, yes. When I teach plotting, that’s how I teach it. I start by showing the students a magic trick on YouTube (because I can’t do them myself!). I start by showing them a trick and I break it down and of course, that’s what you use in your writing, so you have the build up which should involve you getting an emotional attachment to the person, so it could be the magician doing their patter. Then you have jeopardy, when the magician shows you the sword and how sharp it is, and then you have misdirection, which sadly in the magician’s case often involves scantily clad women coming along! So you’d say, “Oh, look over there! There’s a woman over there. Look she’s not wearing any clothes!” while something else is happening, and as a writer, you’re doing things like, “Oh, here’s this new character. Maybe they’re a love interest for Ruth, but maybe they’re not.”

You can misdirect your reader in loads of ways, for example if you always call someone Grandad, the reader thinks “Here’s Grandad, oh that’s nice”, you forget his real name is James, and that he could also be the sinister Jim. So you have all those layers of misdirection, and then you get to raise the stakes, so that’s where after you’ve had one body, you maybe have another body and maybe have a third one, and then you get the reveal at the end when it’s all resolved. That’s all in the trick.

There’s a wonderful bit in a great book (and a great film) called The Prestige by Christopher Priest where he describes the trick in three parts: first of all, the magician shows you something, an ordinary thing, say it’s a pack of cards, and quite often he will get you to tap it. I mean, there’s nothing in that tap but you’re involved then, that’s why he makes you do it. Then he does something that makes it disappear. But that’s not the thing, the thing is when he brings it back, and that’s the third bit. It’s the involvement that makes the trick work, and in a similar way crime readers are actively involved in the trick, or mystery.

You have said that you think readers should be able to solve the mystery in the last few pages. Do you misdirect all the way through, but seed little clues that you hope some people will pick up?

I think even if readers don’t get it on the first reading it has to be retrospectively cursive, to use someone’s wonderful expression, so if you go back and re-read it, you should be able to see how everything was actually there for you to find. If you think of The Murder of Roger Ackroyd, such a clever book still, when you go back and read it again you see that Agatha Christie has not cheated for one second.

There are lots of little tricks. One of them is to put the big clue in the prologue, because people always forget the prologue. There’s one book in which the author tells you the murderer’s name in the first line, he does tell you, but you forget. And you go back and you think “Wow, it was there!” And there are other ways that you can hide things. Lists are good, something in the middle of a list could be the big clue, but people don’t notice if it’s in the middle.

I think if somebody does guess you want them to guess at the right moment, just when there’s the reveal, you want them to think “oh yes!” but not before that, because that’s just annoying. And what annoys me a little bit in crime fiction (even the great Agatha does this a bit) is where their detective knows and says, “but I won’t tell you.” Why not?! Poirot keeps saying “Yes, I do know these things but I will not tell you” – and you think “If you know, say!” –  they have to have the moment of revelation at the same time for the detective and the reader, so they shouldn’t keep it too secret.

In Northanger Abbey Jane Austen says something like the reader can tell by the “tell-tale compression of the pages before them, that we are all hastening together towards perfect felicity.” Isn’t that good? That reminds us of the joy of reading a real book – there’s a heightened excitement because you know you’re going to find out the solution soon. I think it’s a bit different on a Kindle (and I read a Kindle) where you know you’ve got 10% left, it’s not the same as seeing the physical pages diminish as you read.

Speaking of Jane Austen, Emma is a mystery in a way, isn’t it?

Yes, absolutely. And Miss Bates’s monologues have lots of clues in them. That’s another way of hiding clues, to have a so called boring, garrulous character like Miss Bates talking, talking, talking , talking – nobody takes any notice of what she’s saying, but her monologues are full of clues about Frank Churchill and Jane Fairfax all the time.

You’ve got police and amateur sleuths working side by side in the Brighton Mysteries and The Postscript Murders, and there’s a certain tension between them. Is that a useful plot device for you?

I think it is, and to be honest I don’t really know enough to write a straight police procedural in the way that Peter James does, where the investigators are just police, although actually I do have a police advisor who also advises Peter James, called Graham Bartlett, who was the Chief Superintendent for Brighton and Hove. He’s written brilliantly about policing Brighton and Hove, actually, and he does advise me on the police, but I didn’t meet Graham till about book three in the Ruth series. I think the first three have very little actual policing in them! I think I met him at a Peter James launch actually, and suddenly you get more policing in the books because I found out what they actually do! I did have a retired policeman help me with the first few books but because he had been retired a while, he might even be responsible for Nelson’s rather old-fashioned attitude, because I put that onto Nelson! But Graham obviously has retired young because he was a victim of police having to retire after so many years’ service, but actually he’s a young man and his son’s a police officer, so he knows what’s going on at the moment.

I quite like in The Postscript Murders, that you get the detective Harbinder’s irritation with the amateurs bumbling their way through. It is the fault of crime fiction to make us all think we know the answer. I know we’re both big fans of the 19th century – think of the Road Hill House case that Inspector Whicher solves, a hideous crime, with Brighton links as well – the amateurs were sure they could solve it. Wilkie Collins and Charles Dickens were guilty of this too, they  were constantly writing to each other, trying to solve the case.

But you know, there is a snobbery about it, that intelligent, maybe middle class, people could solve it better than the working class officer. It is a class thing I think, it’s a kind of arrogance. And in the Golden Age as well you get bumbling police officers and then Lord Peter Wimsey comes in and solves it.

There’s an element of that in Sherlock Holmes too, isn’t there? Lestrade and the others at Scotland Yard are  patronised, with Holmes as the great genius solving the case for them.

There is, and don’t forget that in Enid Blyton early on (and there’s no doubt that she is a crime writer), her police officer is a PC Goon, and there is a PC Plod. All right, these are Noddy books but even so, it does tell you something, the sense that working class people can never solve the crime, that you need a higher class, educated amateur to come in and solve it, there is a certain snobbishness about that.

I think I wanted to play with that a little bit in the The Postscript Murders where Harbinder, as a professional police officer, has this group of people who just because they’ve read a lot of crime or they’re literary, or they do the Times cryptic crossword and they’re good at anagrams, think they can solve the case. Obviously there is a bit where they do work together and they do reach an understanding, but even so.

I think with Ruth and Nelson it’s different because what Nelson really likes about Ruth is she’s on the same level, they’re both professionals, very good at what they do, and they respect each other. And although she does get involved in rather more murders than most archaeologists, she does try to confine herself to the archaeology and she’s actually not that interested in doing the police work.

Ruth respects what the police do, she doesn’t think she knows better, she’s just part of the team working on it.

Yes she does. I think one of the things that I’ve learned from Graham and from other experts, like  Elizabeth Haynes who’s a really good crime writer and a civilian police expert, is that there’s a massive, massive team behind every crime investigation. They will talk to forensic soil experts and people like that.

Yes, I’ve learned a lot from reading Peter James, for example I never knew about forensic podiatry and gait analysis before reading his Grace books.

Exactly! I’ve met his forensic podiatrist, Dr Haydn Kelly, and what a fascinating guy he is – he told me how you can tell if someone was carrying a body upstairs! I love those little details. A forensic archaeologist told me quite early on, and I’ve used it in a few books, that nettles are often a sign that there’s a body there, because you can’t get nettles without some sort of human interaction, so it could just be someone weed there, but it could be something buried there. I did an event with a terrific Scottish writer called Lin Anderson, who writes about a forensic scientist, and she said that on the Jacobite graves in Scotland, on the hills, no heather grows on those graves, it’s just grass. And sometimes there’s a dip where there’s a grave, because imagine there’s a body, when its rib cage goes, then there’s a dip in the earth. So it’s fascinating reading the landscape. I like that behind every crime there’s a whole team of different experts, all working together to solve the crime, that’s something I have learned from talking to police officers.

Are the police helpful when you’re researching for a book?

I’m always amazed at how nice people are about it, you know. Graham is, particularly. I’ll send him something and I’ll say, “could this happen?” Clearly he wants to say “no, not in a million years” but he’ll say, “well, that’s a bit unusual, but I can see how that might happen this way.” For example, there’s an armed siege in The Night Hawks and I said to him, “I want to have an armed siege in it, can I send you the chapter?” And I did, and he’s always really nice, but he said “actually, that’s not how that would happen. How it would happen is Nelson would have a firearms commander who would be taking their advice from somebody else.” And he said, “actually, I can see how well that would work in the book, because Nelson would be really frustrated by that” and he made that chapter so much better because you have Nelson being frustrated because he’s not in charge, and all the decisions are being taken by someone not at the scene so they can be totally dispassionate, and that actually does make it a more dramatic scene, and he understood that totally, but he’s a writer himself, so he understood about the fictional tensions.

But police officers are really generous, and archaeologists have been super generous. In one of my books I had to find a plant that only grew in a certain place. Of course I could have made it up but it’s nicer not doing that, and a Brighton archaeologist friend of mine, Matt Pope, put me in touch with a forensic botanist who found this fern that only grew in a certain place. And in the book there were these spores on the body that could only have come from this place.

For The Woman in Blue, which is set in Walsingham, I actually went on a pilgrimage to research it and I was very honest with the priest who was leading it, and I said I’m obviously going to be very respectful and I understand the prayer experience, I’m going to enter into that, but I’m also researching a book, and he was so keen, in fact he was almost too keen! We’d be in a chapel and everyone would be lighting candles and we were all very silent and Father Kevin would be shouting at me “Dom, do you think you could kill someone with a thurible?” And everywhere we went he was saying, “oh, I can see this would be a good murder!” Father Kevin does get a mention in that book because he was really helpful. I think there’s something about a crime novel that does get people really interested, despite themselves.

It’s in our head, isn’t it, as we’re hastening together towards perfect felicity in the books? We’re trying to solve it and we want to work it out. I think some Golden Age mysteries are just a puzzle without having much else, a poisoned chocolates case, you know, whereas probably what modern crime fiction does quite well is it’s also really involved in the characters. I do think they have more depth. I think it’s great to have the puzzle which everyone loves, but also the human element and the development of relationships in a series.

That’s the way of keeping a series fresh, isn’t it? You’ve got a new crime plot each time, but you need to continue the personal lives of the recurring characters, and that keeps people coming back for more.

I do think that’s true, and I do think that is why people like series, the development of the characters. Miss Marple, bless her, doesn’t change at all, I don’t think, during the course of the books. I’m one of the twelve writers being asked to write a new Miss Marple story for her centenary next year, which is such an honour. One of the better things about it, what it makes it possible, is she’s not always centre stage in all the books she’s in, sometimes they’re first person by someone else and she is there in the background, so that makes it a little bit easier, but I think generally speaking, nowadays we do go to series because of the characters, they keep us coming back. And they say there are only so many plots, don’t they? And I don’t think a writer can think of a massive killer twist every time, but what makes each book different is the characters and how they interact and how they’re growing. Ruth has a child, and that’s quite a nice way of being able to see time passing. When I started the last book I thought “Kate’s nearly 11, she’s going to be going to secondary school soon” –  that’s the same shock you have with your own children, that sense of time passing and characters ageing.

Nelson’s mother Maureen is one of my favourite characters, but we haven’t actually seen her in person since Dying Fall, and I’ve been waiting to bring her back in, and also there was a slight theme in that book about parents being actual people as well, because Ruth is having discussions with her bereaved father, where he’s moving forward with his life, and so I wanted that to be part of that book. So it was quite nice to bring her back in, and Ruth’s brother, as well, reappears in that book. We haven’t seen him since The Outcast Dead and we’ve never met Judy’s parents, I think we might have to meet them. It’s nice when people come in and out.

With writing a series you live with characters over many years – what does that feel like, do you  feel that they’re almost real people?

Yes you do, in a way, although you try and remember they’re still words on a page, really. But definitely, and I’m certainly attached to Ruth and Nelson in a way that means I can’t ever really just treat them as words on a page.

One of my favourites to write is Justice, the heroine of my children’s books, and that’s because she’s very much based on my mum and on the stories she used to tell about being at boarding school (she’d write stories as well.) Justice has many of the elements that my mum had as a character, resilience and bravery, she’s actually a great person to be with and she cheers me up a lot, so I write a Justice chapter every Friday to cheer myself up. So in some way she’s my favourite character to write, whereas Cathbad I do like as a character but I find it hard to write from his point of view, and I’ve done that very rarely in the books. There’s a little bit in the new book, and there’s a bit in Dying Fall from his point of view, and I wonder if that’s because, although I respect his world view I don’t totally share it, so it’s quite hard to write without looking at it from the outside, you wonder how much he really does believe, and if you’re being him, you have to know.

Also with Ruth’s boss Phil, who is quite an unappealing character really in the books, suddenly in The Lantern Men I had not even a chapter, just a brief bit, from his point of view, the first time I’ve ever been his point of view, and it totally changed my feelings towards him. I’d always been outside sneering at him when he grows a beard, and because he loves being on TV, but when you’re him you can’t take that slightly sneery outside tone. He’s cycling home and they’re having a dinner party and he stops to buy something for the dinner party and he thinks “I’ll get some After Eights ’cause my mum used to buy those for dinner parties” and suddenly I think “Oh Phil!” and feel more sympathetic towards him. It took me twelve books to understand that!

With the Ruth series do you ever wonder how you’re going to end it? Do you intend to end it?

It will come to an end, or at least there will be a pause. I couldn’t see that pause, but funnily enough, writing book 14, The Locked Room, set during lockdown, did change something in me and I could certainly see how it was going to end, so now I can. And it won’t be that far off. But it might not be an end forever.

Does it feel difficult to contemplate letting go of a series?

It seems quite scary, but I have so many other ideas for books, different projects, different series, different characters.

You are very prolific, and quite unusual in having several distinct detective series.

That is partly because I do have lots of different ideas and I’ve just been so lucky that my publishers have more or less gone with my ideas. At the moment I’m starting a new standalone, with Harbinder in it, so she sort of is a series, I didn’t mean her to be, but she’s turning into a series.

When I had the idea for the Brighton Mysteries, which are partly based on my Grandad, who was a musical entertainer, I did hope my publishers would say “Oh, that’s great, so you can write a Ruth book one year and then a Max book the next year” but actually they said “Oh that’s great, you can do two a year”! So that’s how I got into the two books a year, and I don’t want to keep on doing that forever, but I do have lots of different ideas, and lots of different characters wanting to come out. So maybe there will be a break from Ruth, but maybe there’ll be another character people like as much as Ruth, you never know.

Do you avoid reading people who write about Brighton or Norfolk?

Not really. When I’m in the middle of writing about the ’50s, I do read people like Monica Dickens, who get into that ’50s tone a little bit. I suppose I might not read books that have archaeologists in them, there seem to be a few around now, so maybe I’d steer slightly clear of those, especially when I’m in the middle of a book. I just read everything really, and I quite often have an upstairs book and a downstairs book, so it depends where I am when I’m reading! I love biographies, I like history, I love C.J. Sansom, another Brighton writer, who writes those amazing Tudor mysteries.

Did you have Graham Greene in the back of your mind when you wrote the Brighton Mysteries?

Yes, a bit. I love Graham Greene, Brighton Rock is amazing, but my favourite book of his is The End of the Affair because it’s about belief. And The Power and the Glory, that sense that somebody can be an unworthy vessel but still be a really good priest. Also Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited, that moment at the end when Lord Marchmain makes the sign of the Cross, and Sebastian, who’s holy in a way that really pious characters like Lady Marchmain can never be. I was very struck by A Married Man by Paul Piers Read and the idea of redemption in that book. I like redemption in a story, particularly when it’s unusual, like the moment at the end of Brideshead when Charles Ryder kneels down to pray – everything isn’t better from that moment, but actually there is a moment of redemption, isn’t there?

What do you read for pleasure?

I do read a lot even though I think I’m a slower reader than I used to be. Now I read before bed and I always have to have a book with me. I read a lot of crime fiction, partly  because a lot of it’s now sent to me to read, but a lot of it I would read anyhow. I’m a big fan of Lesley Thomson, who’s a  crime writer, and a good friend of mine as well, she wrote the Detective’s Daughter series. William Shaw I really like as well, Sarah Hilary, Jane Casey’s Maeve Kerrigan series, she’s a great character, Maeve. I’m a big fan of Liane Moriarty, and American writers like Alison Lurie and Anne Tyler. I think David Lodge is one of my favourite writers, Nice Work is one of my favourite books. I’ve just read Elizabeth Day’s Magpie, which I thought was really, really good, so I’m trying to keep up with stuff. I re-read Georgette Heyer, whenever I go on a ‘plane I take a Georgette Heyer book just in case.

 

 

 


Elly Griffiths wrote four novels under her own name (Domenica de Rosa) before turning to crime with The Crossing Places, the first novel featuring forensic archaeologist Dr Ruth Galloway. The Crossing Places won the Mary Higgins Clark award and three novels in the series have been shortlisted for the Theakstons Crime Novel of the Year. The Night Hawks (Ruth #13, published in February 2021) was number two in the  Sunday Times Top Ten Bestsellers list. Elly also writes the Brighton Mysteries, set in the theatrical world of the 1950s. In 2016 Elly was awarded the CWA Dagger in the Library for her body of work. Her first standalone mystery, The Stranger Diaries, won the 2020 Edgar award for Best Crime Novel. The second, The Postscript Murders, has recently been shortlisted for the CWA Gold Dagger. Elly also writes A Girl Called Justice, a mystery series for children.

The Babes in the Wood

Contributor: Rosalind Esche

One of the most popular traditional stories reproduced in children’s books during the 19th century was  The Children in the Wood, also known as The Babes in the Wood, first published in Norwich as a broadside ballad by Thomas Millington in 1595 with the title The Norfolk gent his will and Testament and howe he Commytted the keepinge of his Children to his own brother whoe delte most wickedly with them and howe God plagued him for it.

What a sorry little tale this is. For those of you mercifully unfamiliar with it, it relies on that stock villain, the wicked uncle. The parents of two small children both die at the same time (somewhat irresponsibly, in my view) and on their joint deathbed consign their hapless offspring to the clutches of their uncle. To be fair on the chap, he looks after them for a while until he reads the terms of the parents’ will and discovers that he would benefit to the tune of several hundred pounds on the occasion of the children’s untimely deaths prior to attaining their legal majority.

This is when things really start to go downhill for the eponymous babes. The uncle hires two “sturdy ruffians” to take them into the woods and kill them. One of the villains relents on hearing the innocent, lisping prattle of the two babes, and refuses to carry out the murder; a quarrel ensues and the “milder” cut-throat kills the other, in front of the (presumably traumatised) babes.

He tells the children that he will bring them some food, and, convincing himself that a passing traveller will discover them, leaves them alone in the woods, never to return

The children wander through the woods, and eventually, weary and forlorn, they sit down beneath a big oak tree to rest.

 

As dusk falls they settle to sleep. Relief in the form of a passing traveller never arrives.The children starve to death. It’s as stark as that. You will be glad to hear that all kinds of disasters befall the wicked uncle and he dies in prison.

However, perhaps I do the purveyors of this sensationalist literature a disservice. I was interested to see that one of the many 19th century copies of this grim children’s tale is entitled The Children in the Wood, or, The Norfolk Tragedy.

Local folklore has it that the events told in the many versions of The Babes in the Wood originally happened in Wayland Wood, reputedly the third oldest wood in England, dating back to the Domesday Book, in which the Wayland Hundred is referred to as Wane-lond. Various theories have been advanced as to how the legend of the babes came to be associated with Wayland Wood, one being that there used to be a carved wooden overmantel in the nearby Elizabethan manor house Griston Hall, where the uncle is said to have lived, which depicted the story of the babes.

Apparently the tale of the babes in the wood has never been associated with any place other than Norfolk during its long folkloric career, so perhaps we have a real Elizabethan crime which morphed into legend. Inevitably local tradition has it that the ghosts of the murdered children haunt Wayland Wood, hence its popular name “Wailing Wood.” The village signs at both Griston and nearby Watton depict the story. When in 1879, the tree under which the babes had reputedly been abandoned was struck by lightning and destroyed, the popularity of the legend had grown to such an extent that people visited the site, hoping for souvenirs.

If it seems to stretch our credulity that two small children should be lost in a wood for so long that they starved, this arresting account by a local may bring home to us the desperate plight of the children:

Having known this wood all my life I can remember my father taking me to the keeper’s cottage when I was about seven and asking the keeper if he would show us the tree under which the babes were reputed to have been found, buried by a robin covering them with leaves. He escorted us far in­to the wood and stopping by the stump of a large tree, informed us that this was where they died, the tree having been destroyed by lightning in August 1879. As we made our way back to the road I realised how difficult this would have been without our guide, with so many overgrown paths criss­ crossing each other in all directions. At this time it was not unknown on shooting days for one of the beaters to get lost in the wood during the last “drive” of the day, with darkness falling fast. Occa­sionally it meant he had to wait until morning light to find his way out. This would not happen today, as one can hear the continuous roar of traffic passing along the road and head towards it. None the less 30 years ago, when “birding” in the wood with a naturalist friend, we came upon an elderly man whom I knew very well, but owing to his dishevelled appearance did not recognise at once. He had grown a beard, was painfully thin and obviously so weak he could hardly stand. Although he manag­ed a slight movement of his lips, no sound was forthcoming and we realised he was in a very serious condition. Informing the police, we were surprised to learn that he had been missing for three weeks and that they had spent many hours searching for him. As he lived alone, arrangements were made for him to be cared for in a Thetford home and when I saw him a month later he thanked me for saving his life. It appeared that he had strolled far into the wood one afternoon and was unable to find his way out again, but it was not certain if he had been there all the time.(http://www.historyofwatton.org.uk/wattonttages/053.htm)

So perhaps this unpleasant little tale has its origins in history rather than in some warped imagination. Nevertheless, the fact is that Victorians loved this kind of sensational, sentimental storytelling. The prevalence of this dismal tale as a staple of children’s picture books testifies to its assimilation into the popular imagination. Indeed, the expression “babes in the wood” survives to this day as shorthand for inexperienced innocents making their way (or not) in a wicked world.

It’s interesting to speculate on this “evil uncle hires two murderers to despatch troublesome children” story – how far back in the mists of time does its folk tale origin reach? It almost certainly pre-dates the Norfolk version, having its roots in inheritance struggles for money and power. Did the stock character of the wicked uncle just happen to be reinforced by a real crime in Norfolk some time in the 16th century? And for those of us troubled by a nagging sense of familiarity, could the existence of such an archetype lend credence to those Richard III advocates out there who claim him as a victim of Tudor propagandists? Could those canny Tudors have been tapping into folk imagination to besmirch the Plantagenet’s name? Just how far back do wicked uncles trace their heritage? But I digress …

Still, it’s not all bad news. Imagine my delight when I came across the following antidote to all this misery, with the stirring title:

Perfidy detected! or, The children in the wood restored, by Honestas, the hermit of the forest

with the following explanatory subtitle further down the title page:

who were supposed to have been either murdered or starved to death, by order of their inhuman uncle ; being the continuation of The history of the children in the wood.

The logistics of this reworking are a bit hazy; not only do the babes survive, but even the dead parents aren’t dead after all. No matter, someone else had obviously had enough of this wretched story and decided to set everything to rights again, even if it meant glossing over minor technicalities of logic and plot integrity.

Postscript

I had one of those satisfying connection moments, when I read that it was a robin who covered the children’s bodies with leaves – could it have been Cock Robin himself? Before he was brutally murdered, obviously, in that other cheery children’s tale so beloved of the Victorians.

 

Illustrations are from the following books held in Cambridge University Library, which may be requested to be consulted in the building.

The Story of the Babes in the Wood, illustrated by Frank Adams. Published London ; Glasgow ; Bombay : Blackie & Son Ltd., [1904?] – University Library classmark 1904.11.86

The Children in the Wood, or, The Norfolk Tragedy. Published  London : Printed for the Religious Tract Society, and sold at their Depository, [18–] – University Library classmark CCE.7.67.27

 

The Leper Chapel and the largest fair in medieval Europe

Contributor: Caroline Mead

The Barnwell Junction end of Newmarket Road is now more commonly known for Cambridge United, but it was once the site of a leper hospital, known as Stourbridge Hospital. All that remains now is the incredible Leper Chapel, located just after the railway bridge. Move over Peterhouse, this also has claims to be the oldest building in Cambridge, estimated to date from 1125.

In 1199, the chapel was given royal dispensation from King John to hold a fair on its grounds to help the lepers, which became known as Stourbridge Fair. From 1211, the fair took place around the Feast of the Holy Cross (14 September). Rent from the stalls added a considerable amount to the hospital’s income, which was otherwise derived from less profitable activities such as begging, and gaining rent from land holdings.

The fair took place on the land around the hospital all the way down to the river. It was a general fair, selling iron, horseshoes, soaps, wool, baskets, cloth, fish and herbs. The fair was immensely popular, and grew to become the largest medieval fair in Europe. You can see its legacy in local street names – Oyster Row, Garlic Row and Mercers Row. It was not without its problems however – in 1700, Edward Ward, in his pamphlet ‘A step to Stir-Bitch fair’ wrote that among the fair’s patrons were ‘… scholars, tradesmen, whores, hawkers, pedlars and pickpockets.’

The fair ran for more than 700 years, and the last fair was held in 1933, but the tradition has been revived in the 21st Century by Cambridge Past, Present and Future, who have looked after the building since 1951.

The position of Leper Chapel Priest became one of the most lucrative jobs in the English Church, more a sinecure in fact, as the chapel had no parish, the leper hospital stopped admitting new lepers in 1279, and the existing community moved out to Ely. Nice job if you could get it!

The Leper Chapel stopped being a regular place of worship in 1751. When the fairs were on, it was used as a pub, in between fairs it operated as a store for fair items. However, it is now under the auspices of Holy Cross Church who hold a service there once a month. It also sometimes hosts theatre events (I went to a fantastic ghost story event there once too.)

The grounds are always open, but you can only visit inside at an official event – take a look at the Cambridge Past, Present and Future website for details: https://www.cambridgeppf.org/


Caroline Mead was born and grew up in Cambridge, and works as a copywriter for the RSPB. Covid-permitting, she also enjoys choral singing, flute playing, bellydancing, ballet, running, walking, and discovering little-known parts of Cambridge. She has BAs from the Open University and the University of Birmingham, and an MA in Sociology from the University of York. She is also a qualified massage therapist.

Emily Winslow, a unique and original voice in crime fiction today

Contributor: Rosalind Esche

Emily Winslow, with her multiple narrators (reminiscent of Wilkie Collins’ great detective novel of 1868, The Moonstone) has introduced an unusual and distinctive voice into the world of contemporary crime fiction. For Winslow, the story is central, and everyone comes and goes in and out of that story, like characters entering and exiting the stage in a play, each bringing something of their own to bear on the unravelling of the mystery set before the reader. As the title of her first book The Whole World implies, everyone has a part to play, every voice counts, every viewpoint is important, and no one person is the star.

Winslow uses this literary device in order to convey the unreliability of memory, the potential incoherence of differing points of view and the challenging process of piecing together the disparate pieces of a puzzle in order to understand the whole.

Winslow has said that she does not know the resolution of each mystery before it begins – she participates in the process of investigation as she writes, piecing random facts together, uncovering evidence, trying to make sense of conflicting accounts, working her way towards the resolution alongside her detectives. This makes for a most unusual experience for the reader, who feels drawn into the psyche of the characters, with their “first person” view of the world, their alienation from one another, their cross purposes and failure to connect.

The author’s style unveils a subtle process of layering characters’ innermost thoughts, feelings and memories, gradually building as close to a coherent picture as possible, somewhat analogous to the technique of an artist delicately shading in blank spaces on a sheet of paper, slowly building depth and dimension.

Emily Winslow has certainly established herself, in a genre crowded with talent, as a sophisticated storyteller with her compelling and unsettling books. It is safe to say that no one else out there is writing anything like these books.