Today, for my #HistFicThursdays blog, I'm delighted to be sharing a guest post from Pamela Belle as she introduces the world of Wintercombe, the setting for her series of books.
The Story of Wintercombe
I’ve always loved old houses, especially those built in the mediaeval and Tudor periods – somehow, Georgian grandeur just doesn’t do it for me. Elizabeth Bennet may have fallen in love with Pemberley, but I’d just think about all that chilly marble flooring and those high ceilings, and how difficult it would be to heat, never mind the dusting.
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So I had my location – or so I thought, until I paid the village another visit in a wet November, and found that the field where I’d thought to put the house was two foot under flood water. Time for another look at the map, now with the actual landscape in front of me. The side of a low hill just outside Philip’s Norton (as it was known in the 17th century) was ideal. The village itself is beautiful, full of old houses which would have been standing during the Civil War, and the next stage in my research beckoned – to find out more about what it was like at that time. So off I went to the Somerset Record Office in Taunton – and there serendipity struck, because amongst their documents on Norton St Philip, there was a survey of the village made in the 1630s for Lord Craven, then the absentee Lord of the Manor.
The George at Norton St Philip |
Naming the house took some thought. I wanted something that would sound poetic without being too unlikely. Even that took a lot of research in place-name volumes, and eventually, after several other considerations (I rejected Honeycombe as being far too twee), I settled on Wintercombe. Its most likely meaning was ‘valley of the vines’, which for a sunlit slope seemed appropriate and right. Above all, I wanted the world I was creating to be as accurate, plausible and convincing as possible.
Of course, the danger of all that in-depth research (which was indisputably the most interesting part of planning the book) was the temptation to show off with massive info-dumps at every available opportunity. I’ve always been a history geek, but I think research should be like an iceberg – the reader should only be able to see a small part of it, but what’s invisible stops the whole edifice capsizing. A lot of those details didn’t make it into the book, but almost all the servants of Wintercombe actually existed, and sometimes I was able to use clues in the documents to give me pointers to their characters. For instance Bessie Lyteman, the flirtatious dairymaid, was the mother of not one, but two, children born out of wedlock. And the villain of the piece, Lieutenant-Colonel Ridgeley, the Royalist officer in charge of the garrison, was also a real person, and to judge from contemporary accounts, just as unpleasant as I depicted him.
I was so captivated by the St Barbe family and their beautiful house that I couldn’t stop at just one book, so I wrote three sequels, taking their story through the later years of the 17th century (when Philip’s Norton was the scene of a skirmish in Monmouth’s rebellion, an opportunity that was far too good to ignore).
And how much of me is in the central character of Silence, the quiet, unassuming Puritan wife who finds so much courage and resourcefulness in adversity? Well, like her, I’m a gardener, with a gardener’s patience, and I love children, music and animals. Whether I’d have been as brave in those circumstances is a very moot point – as one of my friends was fond of saying, ‘cowards run in my family.’ But I can certainly identify with her more than with her vain, wilful granddaughter Louise, or even with her acerbic and intellectual niece Phoebe, and she remains one of my favourite creations.
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Fascinating absolutely fascinating! I LURVE the Wintercombe books. I went to see Great Chalfield last October
ReplyDeleteI cherish my hardcover copy of Wintercombe and am delighted to know more of its origins.
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