It’s almost three weeks since I last
posted here but I promise you I have a very good reason.
When I first began this blog I vowed that I wouldn’t
litter it with inconsequentials. It started as, and has ever since been,
devoted to writing. The problem is, I have a gremlin sitting on my shoulder,
otherwise known as my conscience. I appreciate that those of you who follow me
will not be looking at their calendars and deriding me for laziness. And it
would be a gross injustice to say I have been idle all this time. However, a
good deal of that time has been devoted to a project that is as far from
writing as it possibly could be – hence my absence. As this situation is likely
to continue for another two weeks I’m sort of reporting in.
Setting the scene with a picture of Fortnum & Mason - established 1707
Following my visit to St James’s Square a few
weeks ago (see last post) I boarded the Jubilee Line to Green Park Station,
this time to visit Berkeley Square. I have a fancy it is where my hero will
live, though that might change. My heroine meantime is firmly ensconced across
Piccadilly in St James’s. While the London plane trees looked magnificent, I didn’t
have the same feeling of history as on my previous visit to its neighbour. This
might possibly be due to the fact that there are several modern buildings which
for me detracted from the atmosphere. I admit to a little frisson of excitement
when I saw Bill Nighy sitting on a bench in the sunshine when I rose from my
own a little way along. It would have been rude to disturb him and his
companion so I’m afraid I have no photographic evidence and you will just have
to take my word for it.
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| Did my duke live here? |
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| Or perhaps he lived in this rather beautiful building |
Charlotte, my heroine and working title, is coming
along nicely. Those precious times not taken up with the project mentioned
above have been as ever devoted to her and I have written 6,682 words in
thirteen days. On the face of it not a great output but, other things taken
into consideration, I am more than satisfied.
The inspiration I am getting from my ‘outings’,
various very nicely timed TV documentaries and other research areas is filling
me with a thrill I have never quite experienced before, though I have always
enjoyed my writing. Back soon.
