A young man sits opposite Poppy on the train, a large folder open on his lap. Poppy tries hard not to stare at him but his old-fashioned three-piece pinstripe suit keeps catching her eye. A poppy rests in his buttonhole, even though it is far from Remembrance Day, and a bowler hat sits on the […]
There had been a sculptor’s studio down by the river for as long as anyone in the village could remember. Passed down from father to son, its current occupant was Gunther, an unmarried recluse who conducted almost all of his business by letter. In lieu of a son he had an apprentice, a young man […]
Ground mist crept along the avenues and lanes of the cemetery as the clock struck midnight, calling the luminaries to the Rond-point Casimir Périer. The shades of the great and good gathered around the monument, early arrivers taking up seats on the benches intended for the living that visited during the day. A skeletal figure stalked […]
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In the years before the War, everyone thought they knew why architects installed angels on buildings. It was all about decoration. Especially the Victorians, they went mad over cherubs and anything else with wings. Covered their buildings and parks with the buggers. What no one realised is they weren’t just stone copies – they were […]