Christmas Morning. London 1860
An extract taken from “For Every Lie” by J E Seaward At eight o’clock on Christmas morning, a clean skinned, rosy cheeked, shiny haired Mary,… Read More »Christmas Morning. London 1860
An extract taken from “For Every Lie” by J E Seaward At eight o’clock on Christmas morning, a clean skinned, rosy cheeked, shiny haired Mary,… Read More »Christmas Morning. London 1860
An extract taken from “For Every Lie” by J E Seaward ‘Violet, I have to do some Christmas shopping, why don’t you come? The… Read More »Christmas Shopping. London 1860
Extract taken from “For Every Lie” by J E Seaward The horrors of a cold Victorian winter did not immediately touch the Atkinsons and the… Read More »A Victorian Winter, London 1860
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Although I’d spent the early part of my life living in South East London, I had been very familiar with Hammersmith and Shepherds Bush due… Read More »A Story In The Making