BOOK TRAILER. An Honest Review is a murder mystery spoof. The Arcadian community of Didsbrook is shocked and appalled following the death of the Doyenne of Didsbrook, Jocelyn Robertshaw, much-loved retired thespian turned author. The bumbling DCI Humphrey Middleton is assigned to the case and his investigations lead him down several blind allies and one particular garden path. Cue 20-year-old Lucy Fothergill, fresh out of University after three years studying Creative Writing and Drama. It doesn't take her very long to find out that something surprisingly sinister is lurking beneath the peace and tranquillity of Didsbrook.
As 2019 draws to a close, is been a year rejections for Just Say It, my pantser-style first attempt at a novel. But I am, older, tougher and wiser now; I can take criticism on the chin (crying emoji!). So, I will say goodbye to 2019 feeding off the constructive criticism and positive feedback I've received during the year.
Edna Fowler is one of my favourite characters from An Honest Review, every inch of her reminds me of Patricia Routledge's Hyacinth Bucket. Edna is a member of DAWG, the Didsbrook Authors and Writers Group and is blessed with an unwavering self-belief that she is about to join the ranks of world-renown authors. She is convinced she is Didsbrook’s answer to J. K. Rowling, hence her rather suspect non-de-plume.
The Endeavour Morse infatuated DCI Humphrey Middleton arrives in the sleepy market town of Didsbrook to investigate the unexplained death of its highest-profile resident, Jocelyn Robertshaw. In this sequence, he looks over the crime scene, and the corpse, and we find out that, when Humphrey first meets a cadaver, he likes to engage in a little one-sided banter.
The day I returned home is one never forget. The images appear inside my head when I least expect them to. On the train, going to work, or sitting at my desk, they take me by surprise, clear, concise, bold flashbacks. They also haunt my dreams. It is a day that etched into my memory.... Continue Reading →
DCI Humphrey Middleton has been brought in to investigate an unexplained death in the sleepy market town of Didsbrook. An in this sequence, he and Didsbrook's own Sargeant Mackorkingdale, interview their first suspect.
We are like family now. Bound together by an invisible thread, our stories intricately woven together, ad infinitum. I know everything about each and every one of them. I uncovered secrets from their past that I know they would have wanted to let lie. It doesn’t make them bad people. The sins of their past only make them human, fragile, vulnerable. We all make mistakes and, I believe, the truth has set them free.
I was born on 11th July 1998, which coincidentally, is World Population Day. My mother, Joan, had been marvelling at the content of the Fresh Produce section of Didsbrook’s brand new Coop when her waters broke. Legend has it, my father, George, with the help of the store manager, bundled her into a trolley and wheeled her across the cobbled market place to the Didsbrook Cottage Hospital. Shortly after they wheeled her in, I popped out and the World Population counter flipped over to add one more.