A mystery lady with bad taste in hats

Some months ago, I visited Nationalmuseum in Stockholm. Even those with no Swedish can probably work out that Nationalmuseum means National museum—somewhat of a misnomer, IMO, as a lot of the stuff on display comes from other places than Sweden. That’s what happens when an ambitious up-and-coming military nation sweeps through a broken Europe in …

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The Wonderful life of an Indie author – Meet suspenseful duo Alison and Kathleen!

Today, I have the pleasure of introducing two more Indie authors to you. I have known Alison Morton for several years and am a big, big, BIG fan of her Roma Nova books. Kathleen Harryman is a somewhat newer acquaintance, having left me with no nails at all as I read one of her books …

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Death Cleaning – a gentle art to embrace?

This morning, I had a crisp roll with my tea. Crisp rolls are one of Sweden’s contributions to the world, albeit we call them “skorpa”. Traditionally, crisp rolls were made from left over bread that was cut into slices and then baked in the oven at low heat for a very long time, resulting in …

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The Wonderful life of an indie writer – meet Helen and Lisette!

I have decided to broaden my blog a bit by doing a series of posts about Indie writers. My first thought was to feature five or so in one post, but I must have disconnected my brain when I had that idea seeing as I forgot that authors in general are verbal creatures, i.e. the …

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A murder unpunished -of having a friend in high places

In 1271 or so, Roger de Mortimer and his wife Joyce de la Zouche welcomes a son to their home. For those who know of my fascination with the Roger Mortimer, the man who ruled England for four years or so and was hanged in 1330, I must hasten to clarify that this namesake belonged …

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Of Easter, God and cured salmon

Today is Good Friday. When I was a child, this qualified as the looooongest day in the year – potentially with the day before Christmas as the single contender. In difference to the day before Christmas, Good Friday was a rather gloomy day. The music on the radio was anything but upbeat. What movies were …

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A distracted lady

Some of you may have wondered why the number of posts on my blog have dwindled markedly since February. To be honest, I wasn’t planning on allowing them to dwindle, but sometimes life gets in the way, doesn’t it? In February, I underwent surgery. For a couple of weeks afterwards, I couldn’t type. Drove me …

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W + W – a story of chance and love

We’re in the summer of 1864. Wilhelmina Kempe is presently at a German Spa, Bad Homburg, recovering after her third season. Yup. Her third season. An endless sequence of balls and other social events, of waltzing the night away, and she is still unwed. Not good. She is fast approaching twenty and is therefore the …

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The life and loves of a Spanish señorita – meet Isabel of Castile

In 1355, Pedro I of Castile, a.k.a. Pedro the Cruel (or Just, depending on your take on things) and his long-time mistress, Maria de Padilla, welcomed their third child into the world. Yet another daughter, and I imagine Pedro would have preferred a son to the newborn Isabel that lay at her mother’s breast. Things …

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The ultimate sacrifice – of a man, his honour and his son

Remember my recent post about Fernando IV? I began by describing just how tumultuous the reign of his father was, Sancho IV being plagued by one rebellion after the other. Why? Because very many felt Sancho had usurped the throne, thereby setting aside the rights of his little nephew, Alfonso de la Cerda. I bet …

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