Its tall, rounded shape was pale gray, and two handles curved away from its narrow spout. On the front was a face – my face, though distorted… Read more “Face Jugs”
‘Marcus is fond of the Pre-Raphaelites, and Miriam knows a lot of mythology. They picked the name,’ Matthew said by way of explanation. The Pre-Raphaelites loved Lilith.… Read more “Lady Lilith”
‘He downshifted through the lime alley that had once led to a palace and now led nowhere, an odd remnant of a grand life no one wanted… Read more “Hamish’s Hunting Lodge”
Over the mantel there was an enormous portrait of a dark-haired, late-seventeenth-century beauty in a yellow gown. It had certainly been painted by Sir Peter Lely.