One of my favourite buildings is Pollok House in
Glasgow which lies within Pollok Park. The House dates from about 1750 and is a
fine example of Georgian architecture. Although now managed by the National
Trust for Scotland, it was the ancestral home of the Maxwell family who had
links to the original grounds for 700 years. The old Servants’ Quarters in the
basement now houses a shop and Kitchen Restaurant. The inside of the house is
gracious and almost homely, although it does have a magnificent collection of
art, including famous Spanish works by Goya and El Greco.
The White Cart Water runs through the estate and is
spanned by an 18th century bridge not far from the house. I always
imagine graceful Georgian people wandering around the beautiful grounds. On some days, visitors can see the working Clydesdale
Horses, and nearby is a field of Highland cattle. All within easy reach of the
centre of Glasgow.
Another
favourite place is Inchmahome Priory, ruins situated on a very small island off
the Port of Menteith. Established
in 1238, on the site of a previous church, the Priory was a haven of peace and
spirituality with its community of Augustinians, parishioners and visitors. But
like most of Scotland and England in the 16th century, the Protestant
Reformation intervened and this gentle way of life came to an end. The
monastic church and cloisters are mostly in ruins, although there is still a
sense of how they must have appeared when complete.
After becoming a mausoleum in the
1600s, the small Chapter House lay complete and now houses some of the
carved stones from the priory. The striking effigy of Walter Stewart who died
in 1295, and his wife, Mary, lie almost entwined together for all eternity.
There is also an effigy of an armed knight and a 14th century gravestone. It’s
not difficult to sit on the cold benches and imagine the Augustinian brothers
discussing the day’s business.
One of the most famous visitors to
the island was the child, Mary Queen of Scots, who stayed at Inchmahome Priory
for three weeks in 1547. The only reminder of her time is a bower of
boxwood trees to commemorate her visit. The island is a very peaceful little
oasis only seven minutes by small boat from the mainland.
These
are only two of the many historical places that never fail to inspire me. The
only problem now is finding time to turn the inspiring research into stories. And
those are just the places within reasonable driving distance of home. Next stop
during the summer is several parts of Europe, including my favourite Venice.
Somehow I don’t think the tax man will believe it’s all for research!
Rosemary
Gemmell
Dangerous
Deceit,
Regency intrigue in England, 1813, is available from Champagne
Books in ebook and print, and from Amazon (UK)
and (US)
Blurb for Dangerous Deceit
Spirited
Lydia Hetherington is uninterested in marriage, until her brother's friend,
Lord Marcus Sheldon, rides into her life to unseat her from her horse and
unsettle her heart. An undercover spy for the government, Sheldon is equally
unsettled by Lydia. But spies, villains and a tangled web of deception bring
danger, until a traitor is unmasked.
Complicated
by a French spy, her best friend's unrequited love for Lydia's brother, James,
and a traitorous villain, Lydia gradually finds her emotions stirred by Lord
Sheldon. But what is his relationship with the beautiful Lady Smythe and his
part in an old scandal?
Excerpt
“I believe you have lost something,
Miss Hetherington.”
Lydia’s eyes widened as she
watched Lord Sheldon lazily hold out his hand. He was holding a gold ribbon
such as Agnes had threaded in her hair earlier that evening! She put her hand
to her head and realized, belatedly, that her hair had started to come undone
at the back. The ribbon must have caught on the bush where she’d hidden. She
couldn’t think what to say for a moment until she saw the challenge in his
stare.
“I fear you must be following me,
my lord. I was unaware that the ribbon had come loose as I took a turn around
the garden. I wonder that you should know to whom it belongs.” She held out her
hand. “Thank you for returning it.”
She saw his shoulders stiffen and
was sure he knew perfectly well she’d seen him with the Frenchman.
Then Lydia saw the speculation in
his grey eyes replaced by amusement as he walked towards her. “Allow me, Miss
Hetherington.”
Before she guessed what he
intended, his hands were on her upper arms and for a moment he looked into her
eyes. Then he gently turned her away from him. Next minute, he was expertly
threading the ribbon through her hair.
Lydia held her breath as she felt
his fingers brush against her head. It was as if something made her skin
tingle. Too soon, he had secured the ribbon. Yet still his fingers lingered for
a moment against her hair and she hoped he could not hear the loud beating of
her heart.
She tried to persuade herself it
was only because of her near discovery at eavesdropping. But she was far too
aware of the nearness of his tall frame and the intimacy of the moment, and
most especially the effect it was having on her.
Then he was turning her around
once more to face him. He stepped back at once and bowed. “I trust you will be
more careful where you walk in future, Miss Hetherington.”
Hoping she appeared more composed
than she felt, Lydia replied as firmly as possible. “Thank you, my lord. It is
my good fortune that you are so comfortable with a lady’s hair style and so
solicitous of my well being.”
Lydia returned his stare,
determined not to betray how bereft she’d felt as he stepped away from her.
There was no doubt that he’d seen her in the garden and was warning her. But
against what, she wondered.
Rosemary Gemmell Short Bio
Rosemary
Gemmell’s short stories and articles are published in UK magazines, in the US,
and Online, and her children’s stories are in three different anthologies. A
few short stories have been included in various international anthologies. She
has won several competitions and has adjudicated short stories at the annual
Scottish Association of Writers’ Conference. She is a member of the Society of
Authors and the Romantic Novelists’ Association.
Her
first historical novel, Dangerous Deceit, set in Regency
England, was published by Champagne Books in May 2011 (as Romy). Her first
tween novel, Summer of the Eagles, which is set in Scotland, was published
by MuseItUp Publishing in March 2012 (as Ros).
Website:
www.rosemarygemmell.com
General
writing/information blog: http://ros-readingandwriting.blogspot.com
Romancing
History blog: http://romygemmell.blogspot.com
Children’s
writing blog: http://rosgemmell.blogspot.com
Twitter:
@rosemarygemmell
16 comments:
Loved the photos and the history about your area. I'd be inspired, too. Thanks for sharing woth us, Rosemary, and best of luck with your book.
(Hope this doesn't appear twice, as it wouldn't go through first time!) Many thanks for allowing me to guest on the lovely Roses of Prose blog today.
Thank you, Jannine - I could spend half my time visiting interesting places, and get no writing done at all!
Are those your photos? Spectacular! As I look out my window at the drought-brown hills of central Texas, I heave a great sigh of jealousy ... With such inspiration, no wonder you write so well.
I love your writing, Rosemary. Summer of the Eagles, although a tween book, caught at my heart and still graces my electronic library. This adult novel reads like a sassy bit of sweet romance. Congratulations, and best of luck. Thanks for an engaging post this morning. xxErin
Thanks so much for dropping by, Erin - you are so kind and supportive. Yes, these are my own photos and this is just two of the wonderful places I can visit within easy reach.
Thank you again for such a lovely comment about Summer of the Eagles - especially coming from such a good writer!
I love the way your country honors its history and architecture. (Every pile of rocks has a name and a story.) Sadly, in American it would end up as "road fill."
You're so lucky. Lovely. I love to travel to the places I write about too. I'm starting a book set in Austria, and although I've been there, I'm trying to figure out how to go back. For the book of course. LOL Thanks for the post. Good luck with your book.
Love your photos! If I lived in Scotland, I think I'd be visiting these wonderful old places. You keep giving me new places to my "must see the next time I'm abroad" list.
Welcome to the Roses of Prose, Rosemary. I simply loved your pictures and your excerpt. Thanks for sharing part of your history which brought the pictures to life. How beautiful, both the pictures and excerpt. You have a graceful style of writing.
Hi Julie - thanks for coming over to comment. I guess we have a lot of very old places!
Thanks a lot, Brenda - I often find new places inspire me to try something different! Austria is beautiful.
Hi melanie - thank you! Hope you get that next trip sorted soon.
Thank you so much for that welcome and your kind words, Vonnie - it's a pleasure to be here and to share a few photos from Scotland!
Lovely pieces of history and pictures, Rosemary. I was interested in the ruins as, by coincidence, I'm writing a short story today that somehow led me into a ruined castle. Your picture is a good source of inspiration. Thank you!
Great photos, Rosemary! Every time I go around one of our many stately homes, my imagination runs riot, and I start thinking of a story I could set there. Could do a whole series of stories actually - IF I had the time LOL!
Hi Rosemary. As a Scot, I agree that you picked nice places today! Lovely blog.
Hello Joanna - thanks for coming over! So glad the photo gave you inspiration.
Thnaks for dropping in, Paula - and isn't that always the problem?!
Hello Nancy - thanks! It's good to see a fellow Scot!
Makes me feel a little homesick until I'm reminded of the weather by the the neutral color of the skies.
Lovely photos, Rosemary. I live in the the same area, but I've never visited Inchmahome Priory. It's now on my 'to do' list!
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