The hop garden at this time of year is like a heavily pregnant woman, blooming with life but also terribly tired, ready to relieve herself of her burden. Soon the huts will fill with poor folk from London and Kent, ready to work through the deep golden days of September and on into October, pulli...
Despite Markland’s dire warnings, it was still to Harriott that he owed his loyalty. He reported in full to the magistrate on his meeting with Charles Lamb, rehearsing the clerk’s stories of Johnson’s hidden discoveries within the East India Company’s ledgered innards. ‘Wh...
Like his magistrate, he is becoming frustrated with this case. There seem to be countless threads, but they tangle themselves in his hands. He has still to interview the gardeners in Kew, and had intended to travel there today, before this new interruption. He believes there is more, a lot more, ...