Just the right mixture of doomed fun, melancholy and faintly lascivious despair Observer I am afraid I have something to tell you. It is that we are all about to be destroyed. 1914. The old
The masterpiece of one of the most important and overlooked British women writers of the twentieth century, with a new introduction by Melissa Harrison; 'Isabel Colegate has no rival' (The Times)Orlan
In her novels, Isabel Colegate has often explored the psychology of the seeker, the person embarked upon a search for understanding, for grace, and for perfect possession of his soul. Now, in her firs
It is the autumn of 1913, and Sir Randolph Nettleby has assembled a brilliant array of guests at his Oxfordshire estate for the biggest shoot of the season. An army of servants and gamekeepers has re
It is 1913 - just prior to England's entry into World War I - and Edwardian England is about to vanish into history. A group of men and women gather at Sir Randolph Nettleby's estate for a shooting pa
