An Evening at Misterley Manor

For a little bit of fun on the publication day of The Manor on the Moors I thought that I’d share with you what life might be like on a typical September day at Misterley Manor, the setting for the book, just as the novel begins.

It’s evening. Caroline has finally left her desk, and Emily and Marjorie are cooking some salmon for tea in the family kitchen. Caroline offers to take some up for her father. He complains that fish doesn’t agree with him, but Caroline knows to ignore all that by now. She trudges slowly down the stairs; Marjorie and Emily have gone off to do their own thing and the kitchen is empty. Sometimes, Caroline feels very isolated, even surrounded by her own family.

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Alice has walked back home to Rawscar along the clifftop path. The smell from the fish and chip shop has been too much for her again, and for the third time this week she’s had fish and chips for tea. Sebastian wouldn’t approve … but he’s not here, is he? Although now it’s getting dark, he’ll probably be getting in touch with her very soon, just before bedtime, like he does most evenings. She’d better make sure she’s finished her fish-and-chips before then …

Tom’s exhausted after a hard day of physical labour. He’s having a nice cool shower. I’ll just leave that image with you.

Emily is texting Mikey. If anybody asks, she’s doing her homework. She’s certainly not going to share the contents of those messages.

Marjorie goes out to the summer house by herself for a bit of fresh air and solitude. She watches the sunset and remembers that time, long ago, when she and Anton spent the night half way up the mountain. They watched the sun set over the Alps that night … Aaah, those were the days.

Duncan’s working hard, marking essays while he listens to Radio 3. Sometimes the house feels very empty.

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Tom’s still in the shower, by the way …

An Afternoon at Misterley Manor

For a little bit of fun on the publication day of The Manor on the Moors I thought that I’d share with you what life might be like on a typical September day at Misterley Manor, the setting for the book, just as the novel begins.

This afternoon, Caroline is at her desk, hard at work, after that altercation with That Man this morning. How was she to know that Emily hadn’t gone to college? She never checks personal messages on her phone when she’s working, he should know that by now … She’s worked right through lunchtime again, but now she’s hungry. Perhaps Sarah in the tea room will have some soup left over?

Alice has had lunch, she took some sandwiches out into the gardens where she sat on a bench in the sunshine appreciating the sunshine and the birdsong and the scent of the heather moors …. and the view of the assistant gardener cutting the box hedge … She’s disappointed by her afternoon’s work. Lots of detail about stonemasons, but no clues about what might have happened to Fox-Travers. She checks her watch – about time for a cup of tea, perhaps she’ll join Caroline in the tea rooms.

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Emily eventually made it into college. Mikey, the young builder checks his watch. She should be back soon, if he can schedule his break for later on, he might manage to see her again. They’ve got a favourite meeting spot, hidden away near the library, and if anybody asks, he was just helping her with her homework …

Sir Henry listens to the world outside his window. Somebody is walking along the gravel path – he can tell from the way she walks slowly and painfully that it’s Marjorie – she should be using her walking stick, foolish old bat! At least it’s not that meddling young PhD student again. She was hanging around outside his window at lunchtime; he can’t abide her. No right to be in his house, he should never have listened to Caroline. They don’t need help from people like her – meddling academics – no better than that one that Caroline used to be married to. Good riddance to him! And the sooner they can get shot of Alice, the better.

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Tom has finished cutting the box hedge; he’s heading back to the shed where George, the head gardener, will hopefully have the kettle on, when he bumps into Marjorie. What on earth is she wearing today! A lime green cardigan, a pink denim skirt and a pair of boots with stripy socks. He says hello, politely, and she asks if he’s seen her walking stick, she seems to have lost it somewhere. He found it yesterday, propped up beside the garden door, but he hasn’t seen it today.

Marjorie heads inside to take Sir Henry a cup of tea. He doesn’t say thank you.

 

 

A morning at Misterley Manor

For a little bit of fun on the publication day of The Manor on the Moors I thought that I’d share with you what life might be like on a typical September day at Misterley Manor, the setting for the book, just as the novel begins.

Caroline is in her office. She’s been there since seven o’clock this morning. Her cup of coffee went cold long ago, and she’s considering that it might be time to get another one. The coffee shop should be open by now, it’s closer than the family kitchen, and she might pick up something to eat as well, she hasn’t had any breakfast.

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She walks past Alice, hard at work in the Octagon Library. She’s digitising some of the Fox-Travers’ letters this morning. Alice has just turned her phone off and stuffed it into her bag – sometimes, when she just wants to get on with her work and Sebastian’s phone calls are very persistent she pretends that she can’t get any phone reception and just turns it off for the day. Peace and quiet to get on with her work …

Outside, Tom’s cutting the grass. In Alice’s imagination he’s cutting the grass, shirtless, with a scythe, even though it’s 2019. Let’s just leave that there for a few moments …

Duncan has just got a text from his daughter Emily’s sixth-form college, asking why she hasn’t arrived at college this morning. He’s on the road to Misterley, driving over before his first lecture at 10.30 to see if he can find out what’s going on. He likes to do these things in person.

Emily should be at college. She missed the bus, and she’s come back to wait for the next one (in an isolated place like Langbarnby there isn’t another bus for two hours) and she’s hanging round in the courtyard, hoping to bump into Mikey, the attractive builder’s apprentice with the big muscles. She dodges into a doorway when she sees her mother leave the office

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Sir Henry is in his rooms. Since losing his sight he never leaves them but somehow he still knows everything that goes on in the house. The slightest whisper can reach him through his open window. He’s the only person in the house who has noticed that Emily has missed the bus this morning.

Aunty Marjorie has put her boots on and gone for a walk in the shrubbery. She has walked right past Emily and hasn’t noticed her. She was too distracted by the sight of Tom cutting the grass. If she was only twenty … all right thirty … or forty years younger … She sighs. Life has never been the same for Marjorie since that summer with Pedro all those years ago …

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