Showing posts with label Regency. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Regency. Show all posts

Monday, 4 January 2021

Bridgerton: The True Story of Lady Whistledown

If you've been enjoying Netflix's brand new regency drama Bridgerton over Christmas, then you'll already be familiar with Lady Whistledown and the scandal sheets that kept the gossipy wheels of Georgian Britain turning. I'm delighted to be featured by Town & Country to lift the lid on the real Lady W, and the true story of some very scandalous newspapers indeed!

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Tuesday, 5 November 2019

Unwed Mothers in the Regency by Colin Odom

It's a pleasure to welcome Colin Odom, who is visiting the salon as part of the blog tour for A Covenant of Marriage. Colin is here to share  fascinating post about the lot of unwed mothers in the Regency.

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A Covenant of Marriage and Unwed Mothers in the Regency
C. P. Odom

During the writing of A Covenant of Marriage, I wrote a situation involving an unwed mother who, for various reasons, had no recourse to friends or family. Before I could write my way out of that dilemma, I did do a little research into just what would have happened during that particular time and whether or not the charity I postulated might have existed in reality. As shown below, unfortunately, the answer is a tentative Maybe.
In the time of the Regency, society was essentially based on marriage and the family, and adults had their place in that society based on their position in the family unit. Married women were held in higher esteem than unmarried women, and married men were given the respect due to someone who had proven their capability to support a family. Women were identified for tax purposes as either wives, widow, or spinsters, while men were identified by their occupation or social status.
Spinsterhood was a definite liability for a woman, even for an upper class girl (though almost a fourth of such girls remained unmarried). If a single woman had an independent income sufficient for her to support a household, she was able to carry on an independent life. If not, a spinster would be faced with the choice of somehow finding employment suitable to her genteel status or else would have to live in the house of a relative. If a single woman possessed independent means—a fortune of her own sufficient for her to live on, it was possible she could maintain her own household and carry on an independent life.
However, the above situations offered far better prospects than did a young woman who became pregnant without benefit of marriage. In the best of cases, the unfortunate young lady’s family might be able to force the responsible young man to marry their daughter. But this solution depended on money and secrecy to make it work, since neither the bride or the groom could withstand the shame if their situation became openly known. And, if the man later proved incapable of supporting his dependents, this might be described as a case of jumping out of the frying pan into the fire.
But many such women were not able to manage such a marriage. Filled with shame at their condition, they and their families often looked for places in which they could be hidden away during their pregnancy. While investigating this situation, I was quite surprised to find that some places advertised themselves in newspapers offering discreet refuge away from the public view. After the mother gave birth, many unwanted children were left on church steps and porches, assuring that the parish would provide care and sustenance for these abandoned orphans. Again, secrecy and money were necessary requirements in making such solutions work.
Less fortunate were those unwed mothers who left their homes, perhaps to keep their family from suffering for her disgrace or because they simply could not bear to openly admit their condition to parents and/or siblings. Many such pregnant women, unable to support themselves, were soon hungry, exhausted, and in poor health and found themselves forced to enter a workhouse, the last retreat for those at the end of their tethers. Some abandoned babies, such as Charles Dickens character in Oliver Twist, also wound up in such a workplace, having been born after his unwed mother died bringing him into the world. The conditions were appalling, and even pregnant women awaiting the birth of their child were expected to work. Many women, like Oliver Twist’s mother, were simply too weak after birth to survive, leaving their unwanted babies as orphans.
But to get back to my novel and the reason for this research, I had come up with the idea of a charity providing a refuge for unwed mothers in a more open environment in London, and I wanted to see if such charities had actually existed. Unfortunately, all I could really uncover was that the first maternity homes were set up to provide shelter for expectant or nursing mothers. However, a very famous institution titled London’s Foundling Hospital was opened in 1741 by an old sea-captain named Thomas Coram who had become a wealthy shipwright and merchant following his time commanding merchant ships. During his travels to and from London on business, Coram had been shocked by the sight of the many unwanted children that tried to find what shelter and sustenance they could. Even if they were found, many of them died from hunger or disease because they were not found in time. He founded his hospital, which is believed to be the world’s first incorporated charity, as a way to take in unwanted children and care for them until they could fend for themselves. The Hospital opened their doors to illegitimate children in 1801.
So, despite the dearth of historical data to validate my invention of a charitable institutions such as “The Bedford Charitable Home for the Unfortunate” in my novel, I still believe such institutions likely existed. The absence of definitive historical documentation could well be the difference in size between my fanciful charity, with only a few dozen beds and perhaps one or two midwives and the large Foundling Hospital. The latter institution was substantial in size, enough so that Charles Dickens and his family worshiped in the Foundling Chapel. Certainly, there was a critical need for such charities, and the less wholesome (and less documented) parts of London could have included such small institutions, many of which might only have lasted for a few years until the founder exhausted his funds and they were forced to close their doors.
In summary, this author asks for a little suspension of disbelief in this matter due to lack of evidence either way. No matter how much internet research one does, a “WayBack Machine”such as in the Rocky and Bullwinkle cartoon shows of my childhood would be needed, and I’m fresh out.

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A Covenant of Marriage — legally binding, even for an unwilling bride!
Defined as a formal, solemn, and binding agreement or compact, a covenant is commonly used with regard to relations among nations or as part of a contract. But it can also apply to a marriage as Elizabeth Bennet learns when her father binds her in marriage to a man she dislikes. Against her protests that she cannot be bound against her will, the lady is informed that she lives under her father’s roof and, consequently, is under his control; she is a mere pawn in the proceedings.
With such an inauspicious beginning, how can two people so joined ever make a life together?


Author Bio: 
 By training, I’m a retired engineer, born in Texas, raised in Oklahoma, and graduated from the University of Oklahoma. Sandwiched in there was a stint in the  Marines, and I’ve lived in Arizona since 1977, working first for Motorola and then General Dynamics. 
I raised two sons with my first wife, Margaret, before her untimely death from cancer, and my second wife, Jeanine, and I adopted two girls from China. The older of my daughters recently graduated with an engineering degree and is working in Phoenix, and the younger girl is heading toward a nursing degree. 
I’ve always been a voracious reader and collector of books, and my favorite genres are science fiction, historical fiction, histories, and, in recent years, reading (and later writing) Jane Austen romantic fiction. This late-developing interest was indirectly stimulated when I read my late wife's beloved Jane Austen books after her passing.  One thing led to another, and I now have four novels published:  Most Civil Proposal(2013), Consequences(2014), Pride, Prejudice, and Secrets(2015), and Perilous Siege(2019). Two of my books are now audiobooks, Most Civil Proposaland Pride, Prejudice, and Secrets
I retired from engineering in 2011, but I still live in Arizona with my family, a pair of dogs (one of which is stubbornly untrainable), and a pair of rather strange cats.  My hobbies are reading, woodworking, and watching college football and LPGA golf (the girls are much nicer than the guys, as well as being fiendishly good putters). Lately I’ve reverted back to my younger years and have taken up building plastic model aircraft and ships (when I can find the time).


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Tuesday, 12 February 2019

The Least Appetizing Meals in the World?

Catherine, thank you for hosting us here at A Covent Garden. I enjoyed writing about menageries when I stopped here in 2017 for Mendacity & Mourning, and on this visit, Justine has delved into the culinary history of the regency period and what appeared on the dining tables of the rich, poor and the in-between classes. Hint: Nothing went to waste!

The Least Appetizing Meals in the World?

Epicurean Delights, from head to tail, in Regency Cookbooks and Menus

In our novella The Most Interesting Man in the World, Bingley is an extremely enthusiastic consumer of all manner of Regency-era dishes, including but not limited to: venison, ragouts, parsnips, sausages, creamed potatoes, apple compote, Gorgonzola, meat pies, and cream cakes. He also occasionally takes a sip or two of brandy, but only when he must. Other than the apples, which he eats because they remind him of Jane, he eats no fruit and no green vegetables. We also see and hear about sweet treats such as tarts, ices, various puddings, whipped syllabub, and ginger biscuits. But how true to life is Bingley and Darcy’s diet as described in the story?

The answer is that some of it is historically accurate, but not all. People of Bingley and Darcy’s social class truly did eat many of these things, usually with a healthy dose of cream mixed in just to make sure they got arteriosclerosis if they lived long enough. 

Ingredients: the same and different, near and far

The English Regency-era diet was more restricted than ours today, not least because it was, for the most part, locally sourced and thus seasonally dependent. There was no produce imported from Spain or North Africa, for example, as there is in the UK today. It was too expensive to transport many foodstuffs except for the smallest, most easily preserved, and most exotic kinds very far, especially given the lack of refrigeration. French cooking was of course of interest to wealthier people, and Italian pasta also made frequent appearances in the form of macaroni and vermicelli. Upper-class kitchens had ingredients from all around the British Empire, including such items as soy (mushroom sauce with galangal and spices) and tea from India, ketchup (a catch-all word for sauces inspired by East or Southeast Asian condiments), and Jamaica pepper. Coffee and chocolate were imported and readily available, as well as other foods from the New World. Greenhouses were not uncommon, and sometimes they were used to grow fruits and vegetables that were not native to England from imported seeds. One famous example is the pineapple, which readers of historical fiction will know was such a rarity that hostesses could rent themto use as centerpieces, passing them along until they rotted and finally got eaten. 

But the Regency diet was more varied than ours in that it included many ingredients that people in the Anglo-American world rarely eat now. During the early 19th century, English people ate every edible part of every animal and plant because to do otherwise would be wasteful, just as people do in less affluent countries and regions of the world now. Why throw away a perfectly good chicken’s foot, or grind it up for cat food, when you could eat it with some sauce and enjoy the chewy ligament and get some needed fat from the skin? Recipe books are full of animal parts most of us no longer eat, such as heads, organs, and umbles (entrails, especially of a deer). Regency-era people ate a lot of sweetbreads, which are the thymus gland and pancreas of a calf or lamb. Cookbooks are also full of animals and plants that today’s city-dwellers have neither heard of nor thought to eat: hares, pheasants, snipe, lamprey eels, etc. They also preserved foods that we rarely do because we instead can, refrigerate, or freeze them. People pickled things like grapes, walnuts, green apples, and pork in substances such as vinegar and liquor; they dried fruit and vegetables and made sausages out of just about everything. 

To market 

Food shopping could be a crap shoot, or maybe something more like Russian roulette, especially for city dwellers who did not grow or raise any of their own food. Regency-era household-management reference books for women often contained long sections about how to choose the best items at market so as to avoid purchasing spoiled food that would make family members sick. For example, The Housekeeper’s Domestic Library; or, New Universal Family Instructor in Family Economy, Containing the Whole Art of Cookery in All Its New and Fashionable Varietiesby Charles Millington, 1805, offers some tips for identifying a nice piece of veal:



In the days before there was inspection of meats and other foods, it was up to consumers to make sure the food they purchased was not rotten, dirty, or spoiled. Making the right choice could be a matter of life and death.

Once the ingredients were purchased, it was time to cook. But, as we might expect in a very hierarchical society, of course not everyone ate the same things.

Who ate what?
As in the present day, what people ate was to a large extent determined by their social class and income. We can get a sense of what particular people ate from looking at cookbooks designed for people of those different classes. The books also provide us a window onto the many things people consumed then that probably seem extraordinarily unappetizing to most of us now. 

Bread for the poor
Poorer families in the city had the least varied and least nutritious diets. They usually ate coarse bread and butter as their staple food, supplemented with broth, vegetables that stored well such as cabbage or potatoes, and sometimes a bit of bacon if they were lucky, but very little other meat. They might have eaten some fresh fruit or vegetables in season, if they could afford them. It was no wonder that so many poor people were malnourished and unhealthy. Families in the country, though, would have had more variety depending on what they grew or raised themselves. Whether in the country or the city, poor people did not have much need for or access to recipe books. Most were illiterate and got their recipes from an oral tradition rather than from books.

More variety for the middle classes
It is with middle class families’ culinary practices that things start to get more interesting. These families enjoyed more variety and higher-quality ingredients, and had the luxury of being more concerned with how food was going to taste, too. 

Rather than relying only on what was at the market, middle-class families even in the city sometimes kept small gardens of their own to provide variety and freshness. Household management texts often included information about how to instruct a gardener in keeping a kitchen garden, matching the seasonal produce from the garden with recipes for dishes appropriate for a particular time of year. 

Ladies’ cookbooks offer us some insight not only into individual recipes, but into how the dishes were to be served together to make a pleasant meal. Consider The Lady’s Assistant for Regulating and Supplying the Table: Being a Complete System of Cookery, by Mrs. Charlotte Mason, a Professed Housekeeper, Who had upwards of Thirty Years Experience in Families of the First Fashion. Mrs. Mason offered ideas for family menus, or “bills of fare,” of between five and eleven dishes.



“Collops” refers to slices of meat, usually bacon, and udder is pretty self-evident. It is hard to tell from this menu which season the meal is appropriate for, because spinach and peas both might have been canned. 

A seven-course meal for the family, once again featuring greens that might have been fresh or preserved, and two kinds of meat, including brisket that was pickled and then boiled for good measure:

And an eleven-course meal:


Notice that there are three sweets in this meal. Jaune Mange is a form of blancmange, a milk pudding thickened with isinglass (a collagen from fish swim bladders) that could be served, like Jell-O, in shaped moulds. Jaune Mange is tinted yellow with the addition of orange juice and eggs.

Hashed calf’s head likely strikes terror into the hearts of today’s readers, but in the spirit of wasting nothing, calf’s head appears frequently in Regency-era cookbooks. Mrs. Mason’s book gives instructions on how to prepare calf’s head boiled, hashed, stewed, roasted, collared, and served in a turtle’s shell in a dish called Mock Turtle. Here is one example of how to cook a nice calf’s head soup:


The head would still have contained the brain, tongue, and eyeballs. Imagine that staring up at you from the dinner table. 

Readers interested in learning more about dishes made from what may strike us as unlikely animal parts might wish to take a look at Mrs. Mason’s recipes for forced (stuffed) cocks-combsand a lovely ragout (finely-chopped meat stewed with vegetables) of pig’s feet and ears

You may have noticed that many of the dishes include more herbs and spices than we might have expected, given English cuisine’s reputation for blandness. Some recipes in these cookbooks even include garlic. More common flavorings, though, as seen in the recipes above, were onions, marjoram, cloves, thyme, pepper (both black and cayenne), celery, parsley, laurel leaves, cinnamon, mace, ginger, mint, tarragon, chervil, and horseradish. It is also common to find recipes calling for lemons, Seville oranges, currants, and shallots, as well as anchovies and oysters for flavoring.

Opulence for the very wealthy
Middle class fare, as we have seen, was all about taste, and not so much about presentation. That changed when it came to food that people in the highest echelons of society ate. The upper classes went to absurd lengths to eat the rarest, the most precious, and the most elaborately prepared foods as a way to display their cosmopolitanism, wealth, and good taste.

The Prince Regent and other very wealthy people might have eaten dishes like the ones described in The Imperial and Royal Cook: Consisting of the Most Sumptuous Made Dishes, Ragouts, Fricassees, Soups, Gravies, &c., Foreign and English: Including the Latest Improvements in Fashionable Life, by Frederic Nutt, Esq., 1809.

Consider how many ingredients, steps, and skills went into producing Nutt’s Chartreuse, which is a mixture of meat and vegetables prepared in a mould, in this case lined with bacon.

Similarly, here is an example of a very complex dish with rare ingredients: a salmon stuffed with an eel, anchovies, eggs, and butter, and served with truffles and morels. Fit for a king, perhaps, but also sounding rather like a turducken or gooducken.


Considering that Darcy was a member of the highest levels of society--perhaps among the top 400 families in all of England based on his income--it seems likely that many of the dishes he would have dined on at Pemberley or in town are similar to those in Nutt’s Imperial and Royal Cook. In contrast, as we have written him in our novella, Bingley has a taste for simpler middle-class fare like that found in Mrs. Mason’s book, a somewhat gauche preference that may expose his family’s roots in trade for all to see. Poor Bingley. No wonder he needs instruction from the most interesting man in the world.


If you are interested in finding more late 18th century and early 19th century cookbooks, check out the website Savoring the Past


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The Most Interesting Man in the World written by JL Ashton and Justine Rivard
What has gotten into Fitzwilliam Darcy lately? 
Charles Bingley, a jolly fellow who relies on his great friend’s impeccable judgment in all things, is determined to find out. What could explain Darcy’s ill humour and distraction? Or his uncharacteristic blunder of speaking Greek to a horse who only understands Latin? Not to mention that shocking book accident! Certainly, it has nothing to do with Elizabeth Bennet, the sister of Bingley’s own angel, Jane. Bingley is certain of it. 
What was really going on behind the scenes at Netherfield, Pemberley, and Darcy House, and just what did those men talk about over billiards and brandy? In this novella, Bingley sheds a little light on keeping company with the most interesting man in the world, and shares his own musings on puppies, his dreadful sisters, and the search for true love. Prepare to be shocked, delighted, and confused by a Charles Bingley the likes of whom you’ve never met before.

Author Bios:
Justine Rivard is a very serious college professor who has no time for frivolity or poppycock of any kind. She strenuously objects to the silliness found in this story and urges you to put the book down at once before it gives you ideas. You are invited instead to join her in the study for a lecture about her extensive collection of whimsical 18th-century animal husbandry manuals.

J.L. Ashton, on the other hand, is a very unserious writer of Jane Austen variations you might have read (A Searing Acquaintanceand Mendacity & Mourning) and collector of recipes she will never attempt. She encourages a general lack of decorum and has a great appreciation for cleft chins, vulnerably brooding men, and Instagram accounts featuring animals. Especially cats. Also foxes. 

The Most Interesting Man in the World Blog Tour ScheduleFebruary 11 /Austenesque Reviews/ Character Interview
February 14/Margie’s Must Reads/ Book Review
February 16/Just Jane 1813/ Meet the Authors  
February 18/Babblings of a Bookworm/ Guest Post
February 22From Pemberley to Milton/ Character Interview
February 24 /Diary of an Eccentric/ Book Review 
February 26 /My Vices and Weaknesses / Book Excerpt
February 28 / More Agreeably Engaged/ Guest Post



Wednesday, 20 June 2018

Vauxhall Attractions

It's a pleasure to welcome Nicole Clarkston, who is our guide to a jaunt around Vauxhall Gardens!

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I cannot think of a more fitting way to close out the London Holiday blog tour than by visiting Madame Gilflurt to chat about the attractions available to the Regency reveler at Vauxhall Gardens. Although my lovely hostess has likely forgotten more about London History than I will ever learn, I shall endeavour to bring you some of the most exciting tidbits turned up by my research.
An evening at Vauxhall really got underway at about seven o’clock. However, advertisements from the era indicate that the gates were open well before that for those who wanted to claim early seats, or just to enjoy the scenery. By the early nineteenth century, visitors could now arrive by road via the Westminster Bridge and the Kennington Lane entrance, but those desiring the full experience (and willing to pay for it) would charter a boat to take them across the river. The Vauxhall Bridge, which provided the most direct access to the Gardens, was not opened until 1816.

The first thing that Darcy and Elizabeth would have experienced, stepping off the boat, would have been the Vauxhall Stairs leading up from the river. At the top, they would have seen rows of houses nearest the river, and then a lane leading them to the grand entrance, guarded by a colonnade. 

Beyond the entrance, visitors would have taken one of the covered walks around the main Grove, which housed the Orchestra building. The Orchestra itself, as well as the surrounding trees, would have been decorated with colourful glass lanterns which lit up the evening. Paintings and sketches of this structure abound, indicating what a popular image this was in the public consciousness of the day. The Orchestra was tiered and octagonal in shape, permitting as many people as possible to gather around to see and hear the musicians and singers within.

With the Orchestra on their right, visitors would have also seen the Rotunda Theatre immediately to their left. This was a grand music room where visitors could enjoy indoor performances or dances. Just beyond this, still on the visitors’ left, would have been one of the clusters of supper boxes. The other cluster was on the opposite side of the Grove. 

The design of the supper boxes was perfectly ingenious. They were dished in shape, providing more space for more boxes, yet also creating a courtyard of sorts where visitors could gather and look toward the Orchestra’s entertainment. Here, too, we get a little glimpse of the character of the man behind the design, Jonathan Tyers.
If you were thinking that Vauxhall was a success simply because it was an exciting gathering place you would only be partly correct. There was depth to it, too, and the atmosphere was carefully crafted to lend its visitors a sense they could experience nowhere else. Tyers believed that people from all classes could gather in an egalitarian, genteel manner, regardless of their background. He wished for his guests to behave in a moral way, but, as you can imagine, crowds not accustomed to his ideas might not have cherished them at first. So, it was with his décor that Tyers attempted to sway the masses. 

One example of this balance he struck was the statues at the opposite supper boxes. One side hosted an homage to Comus, the Greek god of revelry, debauchery, and chaos. On the other side could be seen a statue of Handel, whose musical career was inextricably bound to Vauxhall Gardens. Much as we moderns could see a picture of Audrey Hepburn in a restaurant and understand the intrinsic reference to screen idol’s vintage grace and class, Vauxhall’s visitors would have associated Handel’s pastoral statue with restraint, morals, and civility. 

Another example of Tyers’ efforts to “civilise” his visitors was the row of arches along the Italian Walk, which culminated in a classic painting of the ancient ruins at Palmyra. They were so well done, apparently, that guests would claim they looked realistic. Vauxhall, in its best years, was known as a place where true family friendly entertainment could be found, apart from the crueler sports and rougher entertainments offered elsewhere in London. This was a terrific draw for women, who often swayed their men to choose Vauxhall over another locale. 

Of course, the venue also offered pure, lighthearted revelry. Aside from the music, dancing, balloons, and fireworks (which would have been sufficient to draw the crowds), Vauxhall offered acrobats, tight-rope walkers, equestrian stunts, and a “Hermit” who supposedly told fortunes. These kept guests from growing bored (read: unruly) between their meal and the next song, and they proved stiff competition for other venues, such as Astley’s Amphitheatre.
The sights were also unique to Vauxhall; unique Rococo architecture, cleverly situated art, and even a taste of the Orient in some places lent Vauxhall an air all its own. Visitors could wander round to the fountains, relax in the supper boxes, dance, drink themselves silly, and check up on the latest fashions in music and attire. Indeed, some garments were designed specifically so they would look dazzling under the nocturnal lanterns at Vauxhall’s Grove.
 On popular feature that is somewhat baffling to the modern researcher was the Cascades, a man-made waterfall of sorts that was kept behind curtains during the daylight hours. No known images of this contraption exist, but we have written descriptions:

Erasmus Darwin wrote in 1756: 
“The artificial Water-fall at Vaux Hall I apprehend is done by pieces of Tin, loosely fix’d on the Circumferences of two Wheels. It was the Motion not being perform’d at Bottom in a parabolic Curve that first made me discover it’s not being natural.”

The Microcosm of London (1808-10) described the Cascade:
 “At the end of the first act of the grand concert, which is usually about ten o’clock, a bell is rung by way of signal for the exhibition of a beautifully illuminated scene, called the cascade. A dark curtain is then drawn up, which discloses a very natural view of a bridge, a water-mill, and a cascade; a noise similar to the roaring of water is also well imitated; while coaches, waggons, soldiers and other figures, are exhibited crossing the bridge with the greatest regularity. This agreeable piece of scenery continues about ten minutes.’

The Cascades were decorated by artwork and artificial scenery to make them look more realistic. At the time of Elizabeth and Darcy’s visit in 1811, they would have been designed to look like a mill race. This was, arguably, the most popular attraction at Vauxhall for many years, simply because of its aura of mystique and the fact that there was nothing else like it anywhere.
As magnificent as all these attractions were, they were not the primary reason that some of Vauxhall’s guests kept coming back. Bordering the Gardens were the infamous Dark Walks, which were, by Darcy and Elizabeth’s time, lit, but apparently not well. The abundance of nature provided plenty of privacy for those wishing to explore a different sort of delight altogether, and Vauxhall became as well known for its prostitutes as for its fireworks.
Even “respectable” folk could be lured to ruin in the far reaches of the Gardens. Thomas Brown, writing in a most tongue-in-cheek manner in 1760, records: 
“The ladies that have an inclination to be private, take delight in the close walks of Spring-Gardens, where both sexes meet, and mutually serve one another as guides to lose their way; and the windings and turnings in the little wildernesses are so intricate, that the most experienced mothers have often lost themselves in looking for their daughters.”

The egalitarian atmosphere permitted venturesome guests to meet people they could never meet anywhere else. The proper rules of introductions were somewhat ignored, and a nobleman could speak to a tradesman without censure. The relaxing of social mores in regards to class and gender meant that a young lady could easily make the acquaintance of a gent her parents might not approve of. Additionally, the crowds, the dark serpentine walks, and the abundance of noise and distractions, meant that almost anything could happen. And it did.
Regardless of whatever shady doings might be going on in the dark, Vauxhall remained a popular destination for tourists and families, the extravagant and the simple, for over two hundred years. It was so much more even than I have room to describe here. It truly was a unique place, and one that can never be recreated, for even if we rebuilt Vauxhall to its original glory, the culture and times would lose something in the translation. The best we can do is to lose ourselves in a fictional account, and hope it is close.

Although it is certainly not an exhaustive list, feel free to browse my Pinterest Board for further reading about this remarkable place:  https://pin.it/smtyxk5wsu4lw7 

-NC

References: 
Knowles, Rachel. “The Cascade at Vauxhall Gardens.” Regency History, 13 Oct. 2015, www.regencyhistory.net/2015/10/the-cascade-at-vauxhall-gardens.html.
“Vauxhall Gardens.” Wikipedia, Wikimedia Foundation, 14 June 2018, en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vauxhall_Gardens.
“Vauxhall Bridge.” Vauxhall History, 24 Feb. 2016, vauxhallhistory.org/vauxhall-bridge/.
Grant, Tony. “A Visit to Vauxhall Gardens by Tony Grant.” Jane Austen's World, 18 Feb. 2012, janeaustensworld.wordpress.com/2012/02/16/a-visit-to-vauxhall-gardens-by-tony-grant/.
Kristen Koster. “A Regency Primer on Vauxhall Gardens.” Kristen Koster, 25 Apr. 2017, www.kristenkoster.com/a-regency-primer-on-vauxhall-gardens/.
“Vauxhall Gardens.” Vauxhall Gardens, www.vauxhallgardens.com/vauxhall_gardens_briefhistory_page.html.

About the Book

When the truth is harder to believe than disguise.


                                                                                                                
Drugged and betrayed in his own household, Fitzwilliam Darcy makes his escape from a forged compromise that would see him unhappily wed. Dressed as a footman, he is welcomed into one of London’s unknown neighbourhoods by a young lady who is running out of time and running for her life.
Deciding to hide in plain sight, Miss Elizabeth Bennet dodges the expectation to marry the man of her mother’s dreams. When the insolent footman she “found” refuses to leave her side until they can uncover a solution to their respective dilemmas, the two new acquaintances treat themselves to a holiday, experiencing the best of what Regency England has to offer.
Based on Jane Austen’s Pride & Prejudicecan two hard-headed characters with kind hearts discover the truth behind the disguise? Enjoy the banter, humour, and growing affection as Mr Darcy and Miss Elizabeth have the best day of their lives, and discover that they just might find love and romance while on a London Holiday. This book is appropriate for all ages.


About the Author 

Nicole Clarkston is a book lover and a happily married mom of three. Originally from Idaho, she now lives in Oregon with her own romantic hero, several horses, and one very fat dog. She has loved crafting alternate stories and sequels since she was a child watching Disney’s Robin Hood, and she is never found sitting quietly without a book of some sort.
Nicole discovered Jane Austen rather by guilt in her early thirties―how does any book worm really live that long without a little P&P? She has never looked back. A year or so later, during a major house renovation project, she discovered Elizabeth Gaskell and fell completely in love. Her need for more time with these characters led her to simultaneously write Rumours & Recklessness, a P&P inspired novel, and No Such Thing as Luck, a N&S inspired novel. The success she had with her first attempt at writing led her to write four other novels that are her pitiful homage to two authors who have so deeply inspired her.
Nicole contributes to Austenvariations.com, a group of talented authors in the Jane Austen Fiction genre. In addition to her work with the Austen Variations blog, Nicole can be reached through Facebook at http://fb.me/NicoleClarkstonAuthorTwitter @N_Clarkston, her blog atGoodreads.com, or her personal blog and website, NicoleClarkson.com.

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