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November 1816
Dear Readers, your roving correspondent Letitia Wellbeloved is coming to you today from Brantstone Hall in Lincolnshire, home of Lord and Lady Somerton. The chief editor of The Lady’s Magazine has commissioned me to visit the homes of several well known and respected members of society and share with you, dear readers, a little about the Christmas traditions of these grand homes. I have included the list of other grand homes I will be visiting, together with details of two generous prizes donated by the editor of The Lady's Magazine. All you have to do is enter something called a RAFFLECOPTER... whatever that is! You can click HERE to enter it or go to the end of this post. Meet Mrs. Fletcher, housekeeper of Brantstone Hall... home of Lord and Lady Somerton.
The discerning among you will remember the scandal that erupted over the late Lord Somerton. My dears… the word ‘murder’ was rumoured to be heard in certain circles. However since the new Lord Somerton has assumed his rightful place in Brantstone Hall and married his cousin’s widow, it is my understanding that a semblance of normality has returned to this peaceful corner of Lincolnshire.
I have with me, Mrs. Fletcher, the housekeeper here at Branstone Hall. L.W.: Mrs. Fletcher, are the rumours true? Was the last Lord Somerton murdered? Mrs. F: I’m not one to gossip… L.W.: Of course not… Mrs. F: But yes, indeed we had quite a to do. Her ladyship being kidnapped and… well, enough of that. The villains were run to the ground and now Lord and Lady Somerton (or as we like to think of them... our Sebastian and Isabel) are married with a bairn on the way so we are looking forward to a peaceful and happy Christmas. L.W: Speaking of Christmas – are there any particular traditions that are observed here at Brantstone Hall. Mrs. F: Yes indeed, I am delighted to report that his Lordship is instituting a new tradition. He’s calling it ‘The Servants’ Ball’ and all the staff in the house and the estate workers and them in the village are invited to a party up at the hall on Twelfth Night. We’ve made all the arrangements. There’ll be a big buffet laid out in the kitchen and His Lordship will lead off the dancing with me. Oh, Miss Wellbeloved, it’s been many a year since a handsome man like his lordship has led me on to a dance floor. I am all aflutter at the thought. Of course the next day is a normal work day for everyone so I imagine there’ll be a few sore heads but oh, how wonderful to hear laughter and music after all those years… LW: It sounds wonderful. Now Mrs. Fletcher you did promise to share a favourite recipe of his Lordship’s with our readers. Mrs. F: I have His Lordship’s favourite recipe for fruit mince pies, sent to me by His last housekeeper, Mrs. Mead who will be joining us for Christmas. Firstly let’s be clear that a mince tart is a tart… with an open face and maybe a star or fancy shape but a proper mince pie is a pie… with a full cover on the top. Of course you know the tradition says that says you have to eat a mince pie every day for the twelve days of Christmas to bring good fortune for the coming year. RECIPE FOR FRUIT MINCE PIES… 250g plain flour 1tsp baking powder 125g sugar 125g butter I large (or up 2 small) beaten eggs 1/4tsp mixed spice 1 tsp grated lemon rind Sieve flour and add sugar. Rub in butter until mixture resembles breadcrumbs Make into dough with egg (Mrs. Mead says the secret is making the mixture with just one egg and it needs to be really well worked in). Allow to rest in ice box. Turn on to floured board and proceed as for normal pastry. Divide mixture into 2/3 and 1/3 - use the larger to cut out the pie bases and the smaller. Fruit Mince can be purchased commercially (Roberstons's is a firm favourite with a little added brandy) or you can make your own - mix it all up and leave it to soak in brandy. Keeps for ages! Fill the pie bases, top with a lid, prick with a fork and cook in oven at 180 deg C until lightly browned. This is Letitia Wellbeloved bidding farewell to Branstone Hall and hoping you will join her at one of the other places she will be visiting. If you want to read more about the adventures of Lord and Lady Somerton that Mrs. Fletcher alluded to, please read LORD SOMERTON’S HEIR by Miss Alison Stuart. Click the link below to buy it. Miss Wellbeloved will be visiting...
And especially for the readers of The Lady’s Magazine, there is a chance to win yourself a Christmas present of one of two Amazon Gift Vouchers. Just make sure you enter the Rafflecopter below…
This week's guest is author Beth Trissel... Historical, Paranormal, YA romance author. It is pleasure to introduce her latest release TRAITOR'S CURSE - my favourite sort of historical - one with a touch of paranormal.
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Halifax, North Carolina, 1783.
Captain Stuart Monroe returns home from the Revolutionary War to find Thornton Hall threatened by a peacetime foe: debt. He knows the location of a treasure amassed to pay for the capture of Benedict Arnold that would restore his manor to its former glory. The catch, it's hidden in the graveyard, and coveted by old enemies. Hettie Fairfax inherited the Sight from her Cherokee ancestors, and her otherworldly visitors warn her, and Stuart, away from the buried treasure. Half-dead from fever, she delivers a message: the treasure is cursed. But will he believe a girl half out of her mind with illness? Even when a very real enemy attempts to poison her? Stuart soon wants to marry Hettie, but she fears her "odd ways" will blemish his reputation. The spirits have their own agenda, however, and the battle against darkness tests everything the couple holds dear, including their love for each other. Read an excerpt...
Stuart clasped her shoulders. She was flesh and blood beneath his grip, yet seemed not of this world. “What did he say?”
“To watch for your coming.” “How could they possibly anticipate my visit?” “That has not yet been revealed.” Her answer baffled him, as did she. “Why did you call me master? Are you a servant?” “No.” He’d doubted she was in anyone’s employ. Her smooth hands, opulent coverlet, and refined manner, all bespoke gentility. And she smelled of violets, a costly scent. He gazed deeply into those mesmerizing eyes. “Why are you here?” “I seek the living among the dead.” A peculiar reply from the haunting stranger. “Who?” “You. Stuart Monroe.” Again, the sensation of ants scattering down the nape of his neck. “How did you know I would come?” “I was told. In a dream.” She spoke like one in a dream. The cold mist, the woman—an apparition in the fog—seemed unreal. Yet she was no ghost. “You can foresee events?” A sense of dread possessed him. “In glimpses. Your father appeared to me.” Her barely perceptible voice faded entirely, and her eyes fluttered, then closed. She swayed against him, any further explanation muffled by his coat. Stuart held her fast and kept her from sliding to the cold earth. What did his father have to do with this visitation? Was the woman in his arms some sort of witch? Buy TRAITOR'S CURSEMeet Beth Trissel
Married to her high school sweetheart, Beth Trissel lives on a farm in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia surrounded by her children, grandbabies, and assorted animals. An avid gardener, her love of herbs and heirloom plants figures into her work. The rich history of Virginia, the Native Americans, and the people who journeyed here from far beyond her borders are at the heart of her inspiration. She’s especially drawn to colonial America and the drama of the American Revolution. In addition to historical romance, she also writes time travel, paranormal romance, YA fantasy, and nonfiction.
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