EDC Review: Footsteps of the Templar by Lucy Brazier

Russians digging up ‘his garden’. The Bursar’s doing. No wonder The Dean a little cranky, that is a little more than usual! Footsteps of the Templar, the fourth of the PorterGirl novels, brings once more together; strange Fellows, Porters of all levels, the Heads of much put upon Kitchen and Laundry, the Police, one mounted, one an accomplice to a Wedding, and, the French a new dimension – and did I mention cats, I think I’d better. Yes, Old College as we know it, or think we do, well does anyone, and what do the French have to do with such an English institution? The plot, well stitched, no loose ends, no holes other than, that is, The Bursar’s. Third person narration, we see inside the minds of all, beyond Deputy Head Porter’s perception good as that has always been; we now know what Head Porter is thinking, a certain Headmistress, I didn’t know he had it in him! Lucy Brazier writes with a light, engaging touch; mischievous, at times eccentric, with humour and sensitivity, all beautifully balanced. A class act this author, she’ll have you smiling, beginning to the end, and wanting to read again.

 

 

Their Days: Sam & Erin’s Story #19

Wednesday

Sam

I don’t know what to say, no one has ever said the things you have to me. Beautiful inside, if by chance I am, it’s your beauty permeating me – beautiful outside, you must be dazzled by the sun reflecting onto me your own. I thank you from my heart though for saying this to me. I tell you, Erin,  I’m already with you in spirit, heart and mind, and when you are ready I will be physically too, my hand in yours, to give as much joy and happiness as your heart can hold.

Erin

I feel like I’m the luckiest girl in the world. Your sweet and caring words make me so happy. I’m so glad that we have met on here, and think that the gods put you in my path so that we can have a future together. My life was so empty until you came along. The only thing that counts now is me and you and nobody else.

 

Thursday

Sam

I absolutely love it when you loosen up and show more of yourself to me. There is so much of you I long to see. I want to come to know your ways, the things that turn you on, and be as one with you.

Erin

I’m glad you like this side to me. If I’m honest this is probably the most open I’ve ever been with anyone. You excite me and at the same time I feel comfortable with you. But I have to say sometimes I turn to the dark side, if you should call it that, when I have had grief from people about being on here. I confess it may have been a bad idea to have told some of my friends as much as I have. We know what we have and that’s all that should matter, isn’t it?

Sam

Erin, what matters is us, how we got to know each other is irrelevant. It happens to be on here, so what. There is absolutely nothing wrong with us.  We are getting to know each other so well, our inner thoughts and yes, our moods. We’ve had a head start, and we’ve grown to trust and have faith in each other, no matter what your friends might think. Yes, I can understand their misplaced concerns, they don’t know me as you do, and perhaps don’t know you as I do. I’m ready. Are you?

Erin

I know it shouldn’t matter, but I don’t like people judging me and looking down their noses when we’ve done nothing wrong. It just angers me a bit, that’s all. Nobody is perfect, but some seem to think they can pass judgement on us. I really get stressed out when things like that cross my mind.

 

Friday

Sam

I keep trying to write, something, anything, which could make a difference. That could make you see there is no harm in me. That would show you there is no reason for us not to have a coffee and activate the chemistry between us face to face. I just don’t have the words, at least not on here, to overcome your doubts and fears. That’s what all this ‘friends’ talk is really about, isn’t it? As long as we’re on here we’ll not amount to anything, and you’ll have proved your friends right. But if you can show your happiness from the moment that we meet and the ways we find to share our lives, they’ll realise against all odds the joy of you and me.

Erin

Oh, please do not say that we will not come to anything.  Can you not see how heart broken and angry I am with myself? I do not need to hear that you are as well as that would be torture for me. All I want to do is make you happy and have you be proud of me, but I’m too scared. Do you know how I hate myself right now?

EDC Review: Sinister Dexter by Lucy Brazier

 

PorterGirl: Sinister Dexter by [Brazier, Lucy]

‘Sinister Dexter’ the third of the Porter Girl novels is an immensely enjoyable read ; all the more so having read the two that came before – ‘First Lady of the Keys’ and ‘The Vanishing Lord’.  Author Lucy Brazier sets all eyes upon Deputy Head Porter as she strives to uphold the honour of Old College – despite the machinations of The Bursar – jeopardising her position and even more alarming her need of tea.  Two young bodies found at the bottom of the Old College garden, quite disturbing, unsettling the students, the staff, to a degree, not least the ever present Dean – though in his case tempered by having to yet again indulge the police. Deputy Head Porter finds herself the go-between (and all too often the go-without when it comes to tea and sausages) – the link of reason (all things are relative) – dealing with the ‘never wrong, yet not quite right’ Dean, the ‘all seeing, all hearing’ Detective Chief Inspector Thompson, and the’ distracted, not always there’ Head Porter – to name a few! And therein lies the beauty of this story – the interplay of characters, the creation of images, the deft balance of sensitivities, emotions, humour and the bizarre – all sublime – and best of all exposure to what goes on in Deputy Head Porter’s mind! I’ve a mind to read again and will.