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My dearest Lucy,                        I was delighted to receive your letter this morning but I am once again so sorry to hear of your continuing troubles. I can well understand how anxious you must be over young William’s health but … Continue reading →

     By 7pm that evening the fine weather of the last few days had broken and a steady rain was falling, smothering the finer streets of Bath with a thin sheen of greasy mud and turning the poorer roads and … Continue reading →

                                                     12 Gay Street,                                                       Bath,                                                       1st April 1818 My dearest Lucy,                        I did not expect to find myself writing to you again so soon, before you have even had chance to reply to my last … Continue reading →

                                                      12 Gay Street                                                      Bath,                                                      31st March 1818 My dearest Lucy,                        What a delight it was to receive your letter this morning but I am very sorry to hear that you are not able to join … Continue reading →

The cabin was filling with water at an alarming rate. It seemed incredible that a few small holes could let in so much, so quickly but before we knew it the water was sloshing around our ankles and rising rapidly … Continue reading →

“Anyone fancy a drink?” said Sid. “I think maybe we’ve earned it, don’t you?” The Elise had been chugging steadily across the Mediterranean for an hour, the four of us sitting in a vaguely anxious silence on the narrow bunks … Continue reading →

We hurried off in different directions, Michael to go and collect Felicity and whisk her out of the hotel on their ‘date’ while I scurried up to my little room on the fifth floor. Once inside I retrieved the dour … Continue reading →

If you walk east along the boulevard, the wide sandy beach running alongside eventually comes to an abrupt end at a point where a rocky promontory juts out into the sea. This marks a boundary of sorts between the resort … Continue reading →

The next day – heist day itself – had been scheduled to begin with another room change for Felicity. The plan called for her to decide overnight that the colour scheme in her new suite was too vibrant and insist … Continue reading →