Margaret Leigh

The clear suggestion, reinforced by massive wounds on many of the bodies, is that the Salme burials resulted from a Svear maritime expedition that ended in violence—in other words, a raid. It has also been argued that this was a diplomatic mission; hawks were commonly used as prestige gifts and were extraordinarily difficult to keep alive in

One day my mother emptied my jacket pockets and found two half-used matchbooks and screamed at me. I could have started a fire. But I wouldn’t have wasted a match to start a mere fire. I’d found what someone else had thought was trash, so I took it.

Over the course of the next seven years Anne would include seventeen vests that belonged to Adam during their time abroad. Unlike the majority of the other garments recorded in the diary, she was likely to offer details of their origins. Against a cream-and-brown floral silk, Anne wrote, ‘Adam’s favourite vest new in 1841 p. “Friends”’, referring

What you mean is how am I managing to cope, now that Tig has died. Am I lonely? Am I suffering? Is the house too empty? Am I checking all the boxes of the prescribed grieving process? Have I gone into the dark tunnel, dressed in mourning black with gloves and a veil, and come out the other end, all cheery and wearing bright colours and loaded for

But the most detailed and ambitious analysis goes further, estimating that with perhaps 250,000 people living in towns, ranging in size from Londinium down to roadside settlements smaller than Knook Down, 100,000 or so military personnel living in and around garrisons, and more than 3 million civilians inhabiting the farms and villages of the

After a month or two, she had garnered massive praise for not succumbing to her grief, but how could you do that on a farm? Never could you say to the corn, you must wait to be harvested; never could you say to the cows, you must put off being milked; never could you say to the boys, don’t get up today; never could you say to the winter weather, I

Suddenly, at a turning in the road, they saw the sea. It sparkled in the moonlight, driving a foam of diamonds along the shore. Xenia thought: “Surely now Dino will stop and kiss me.” Instead, dragging her by the arm, he kept walking. So they reached the door of her room. “Take your time,” he said. “I always have a shower at night. I’ll call down

As Samuel Johnson put it, back in the eighteenth century: ‘All argument is against it; but all belief is for it.’