I Hate The Only One

My Mother Was A Politician In My Formative Years.

If I Write That It Was A Cold Day, You Can Be Sure I Know It Was A Cold Day Because Pepys Told Us.

I Hate The Only One Of My Book Jackets When I Was Made Up Professionally, My Hair Made Into A Smooth Bell.

I Have No Plans For A Future Jemima Shore Mystery, But Would Write One Tomorrow If A Good Idea Came To Me.

Lives In Previous Centuries For Women Are Largely A Matter Of Class. It Would Have Been Fun To Have Been A Rich, Privileged Woman In The 18th Century, But No Fun At All To Be Her Maid.