Blog Tour/Q&A: Hattie’s Home by Mary Gibson

Hattie's Home blog tour

I’m delighted to be co-hosting today’s stop on the blog tour for Hattie’s Home by Mary Gibson.  I have a wonderful, absolutely fascinating Q&A with Mary that will be of interest to all fans of historical fiction, local history and, most of all, to biscuit lovers!  Do be sure to check out the review by my co-host, 23 Review Street.

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Hattie's HomeAbout the Book

January 1947: The war is over, but London is still a wasteland.

After eight years in the ATS, Hattie Wright returns to a Bermondsey she doesn’t recognise. With so few jobs, she reluctantly takes work at the Alaska fur factory – a place rife with petty rivalries that she vowed never to set foot in again. But while she was a rising star in the ATS, Hattie’s work mates are unforgiving in her attempts to promote herself up from the factory floor.

After journeying across the world to Australia to marry her beloved, Clara is betrayed and returns penniless, homeless and trying to raise a child in the face of prejudice. While war widow, Lou, has lost more than most in the war. Her daughter and parents were killed in an air raid bomb blast and her surviving son, Ronnie, is fending for himself and getting into all kinds of trouble.

The lifelong friendship these women forge while working in the fur factory will help them overcome crippling grief and prejudice in post-war Britain and to find hope in tomorrow.

Praise for Hattie’s Home

‘This wonderfully descriptive book…is a must-read’ [OK! Magazine]
A fabulous, fascinating read.’ [Vanessa Feltz]

Format: Hardcover, eBook (464 pp.)         Publisher: Head of Zeus
Published: 11th January 2018                      Genre: Historical Fiction

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Interview with Mary Gibson, author of Hattie’s Home

Without giving too much away, can you tell me a bit about Hattie’s Home?

In the harsh winter of 1947 Hattie, Clara and Lou, three very different women, return to their pre-war jobs at the Alaska fur factory in Bermondsey. But none of them want to be there. Hattie has flourished in the ATS and resents being once more relegated to the factory floor. Clara, betrayed by her serviceman husband returns penniless, homeless and trying to raise a child in the face of prejudice. Lou has lost most of her family to the war. By day she works at the factory, by night she roams the bombsites half mad with grief. Scarred by their war time experiences, the women are forced to stay and rebuild their lives in a borough reduced to a wasteland by bombs. They forge an unlikely bond which sees them overcome crippling grief, harsh prejudice and post-war deprivation to find hope in a better tomorrow for themselves and their children

Your books are mainly set in Bermondsey, in South-East London, where you grew up.  What is it about that area that has made you want to feature it so prominently in your novels?

Although I moved away in 1996, the Bermondsey of the first half of the twentieth century is the place that is still most vibrant in memory for me.  Isolated in many ways, it was like a village at the exact geographical heart of London, a close-knit working class area, very poor but with a great community spirit. Because people could walk out of their doors to work at the factory on the corner, or to the pub on the other corner for their entertainment or the church on the other corner for spiritual sustenance, for many of my grandparents generation there was little need or opportunity to go elsewhere and they could live their entire lives without ever leaving Bermondsey. Life was all centred around the Docks, the food factories; the smelly leather and fur trades that grew up along the river. In fact, there were so many food factories in the area, it was known as the Larder of London. But then in the seventies when the docks closed, the area underwent a massive change, and within a generation the Bermondsey of my childhood had vanished and this was the lost world that I wanted to capture in my novels.

Many of the women in your books are factory girls.  What interests you about depicting the lives and experiences of these women?

I suppose I wanted to tell the unsung stories of women who seem to be missing from early twentieth century literature, unless it’s in the odd footnote.  Women, like my grandmother who worked at Pearce Duffs custard factory all her life, as well as doing office cleaning in the city offices before dawn. These women lived through extraordinary times, world wars, depressions, strikes and social unrest. And it was their point of view I thought should be heard. There were literally hundreds of factories packed into Bermondsey’s 1300 acres and all of my heroines are inspired by women relatives so I had a great fund of stories to draw on. Both of my grandmothers, my mother and my aunts were all factory girls and I too worked briefly as a Saturday girl at the Alaska fur factory which I feature in Hattie’s Home. My description of the horrendous ‘bambeater’ – a series of flailing bamboo rods that bashes the dirt and dust out of fur skins and into the workers’ lungs – comes from personal experience!

What do you think is the key to creating an authentic picture of a particular historical period?

Details! Particularly sensory and this is where I draw on personal experience or reminiscence as much as I can. For example, in Custard Tarts the detail came from an elderly relative who worked at Pearce Duffs custard factory and still remembered the sticky residue of custard powder in her hair which was impossible to get out! Smells are very important, especially in Bermondsey, where within the same street you could have the foul stink of Young’s glue factory battling with the sweet smell of California Poppy perfume from Atkinson’s cosmetic factory next door.

How do you approach the research for your books? Do you enjoy the process of research?

I love doing research for the books. I usually start with personal memorabilia – my parents left a very rich archive of photos, recorded and written reminiscences. I read general histories of the period to get a broader view then search out contemporary documents and newspapers at the wonderful Southwark Local Studies Library.

You’ve featured a variety of periods in your books but if you had to choose one to be transported back to, which would it be?

The Elizabethan age, but not as a poor person!

Do you have a special place to write or any writing rituals?

I’m fortunate to have a small study where I can shut myself away. I always start with a short meditation, which helps to silence the everyday chatter and focus my mind into the place where the stories arise.

Which other writers of historical fiction do you admire?

I grew up loving Rosemary Sutcliff and I’m a great admirer of Hilary Mantel’s Wolf Hall novels.  [Great choices, I love those too!]

What are you working on next?

The next book is set in late nineteen thirties Bermondsey. In many ways, as in today’s world, radicalisation was the response of young people to poverty and disadvantage. And I am following my heroine, who works at Crosse & Blackwell’s, from the soup kitchens of the South London Mission to the fight against Mosley’s fascists as she tries to make a better life for herself, her family and friends. [Gosh, that really sparks my interest!]

With book titles like Custard Tarts and Broken Hearts and Bourbon Creams and Tattered Dreams, I’m tempted to ask what your favourite biscuit is.  However, that would be far too obvious!  Instead, what biscuits do you think would best represent the characters in Hattie’s Home – Hattie, Lou and Clara?

As a biscuit connoisseur I love this question! The heroine, Hattie, has spent the last years of the war in Belgium as a sergeant in the ATS, where her horizons have expanded and she stands out as being different to the other Alaska factory girls when she returns. She is definitely a Belgian dark chocolate biscuit – slightly exotic, with a hint of bitterness and a definite snap to her character!  Clara is like a Custard Cream. With a sweet, melting heart, she’s had to develop a tough outer shell in order to protect her child and survive a devastating betrayal. Lou, who has lost most in the war, can only be a broken biscuit! In white paper bags available from Peak Frean’s factory outlet to staff or those who couldn’t afford a proper packet. They were assorted, jumbled up bits and pieces – but sometimes you would get a surprisingly undamaged biscuit among the wreckage – and this is Lou, who flits in and out of lucidity throughout the story. [Brilliant! I think I may include a biscuit-related question in all my Q&As from now on!]


Mary GibsonAbout the Author

Mary Gibson was brought up in Bermondsey, London.  In 2009, after a thirty year career in publishing, she took the opportunity of early retirement to write a book of her own! Her début novel, Custard Tarts and Broken Hearts, was inspired by the lives and times of her grandparents in World War One Bermondsey and went on to become a top ten Kindle best seller. It was selected as one of twenty titles for World Book Night 2015. Her second novel, Jam and Roses, about three sisters living in the Dockhead area of Bermondsey during the nineteen-twenties and her third novel, Gunner Girls and Fighter Boys, set in Bermondsey during World War Two, are available in e book, hardback and paperback, as is her fourth novel, Bourbon Creams and Tattered Dreams.

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Blog Tour: The Start of Something Wonderful by Jane Lambert

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I’m delighted to co-host today’s stop on the blog tour for The Start of Something Wonderful by Jane Lambert.  You can read an extract from the novel below, a heartwarming and uplifting story about starting over and following your dreams.

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The Start of Something WonderfulAbout the Book (previously published as Learning to Fly)

Forty-year-old air stewardess, Emily Forsyth, thought she had everything a woman could wish for: a glamorous, jet-set lifestyle, a designer wardrobe and a dishy pilot boyfriend. Until he breaks up with her…

Catapulted into a mid-life crisis she wishes she’d had earlier, she decides to turn her life upside-down, quitting her job and instead beginning to chase her long-held dreams of becoming an actress!

Leaving the skies behind her, Emily heads for the bright lights of London’s West End – but is it too late to reach for the stars?

Format: ebook (364 pp.)                   Publisher: HQ Digital
Published: 5th January 2018            Genre: Fiction

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Extract from The Start of Something Wonderful by Jane Lambert

I AM BEGINNING TO WORRY. There’s a dark side to my character emerging that I didn’t know was there.

Whilst I’m naturally over the moon and grateful for this understudy job, as the weeks go by, I’m becoming a teensy-weensy bit frustrated. I know the part now, and whilst I may not have starred in my own TV series or graced the cover of celebrity mags, dare I say it, I think I could play the role just as well. Does that sound conceited? Day after day, week after week, the waiting, the hoping …

Wishing someone to be struck down with laryngitis or a mild tummy bug is one thing, but willing someone’s foot to get trapped in a revolving set is something else entirely. Evil. I’m horrified that I’m capable of such a thought.

I breeze through the stage door, clutching the latest copy of Hello! and a bag of Jelly Babies.

‘Evening, Arthur. Dressing room ten, please.’

‘Reckon you’ll no’ be havin’ much time for readin’ the night, doll,’ he wheezes, glancing at my magazine as he hands me the key.

‘Mmm?’ I say, signing in, then checking my pigeonhole, mind elsewhere.

‘It’s no’ for me to say,’ he says, hoisting a shaggy eyebrow.

I slowly start to climb the spiral staircase, calling in at the greenroom on the way for a brew.

‘Company manager’s been looking for you,’ grunts one of the lighting guys from behind his Autocar magazine.

‘Right. Thanks,’ I say breezily, spilling milk everywhere, my stomach dropping ten floors. Surely not? I mean, I saw Sophie barely two hours ago. I watched her performance from the darkness of the stage-right wings and she was on fine form, giving her ‘I-love-you-but-we-must-part’ speech.

It was at that point that I’d decided to make a break for it. Technically, I’m not supposed to leave the building until the curtain comes down, but I’ve religiously watched and mouthed every performance from the wings of Brighton’s Theatre Royal, to this, our final fortnight at The Dukes in Edinburgh. With just five minutes of the matinée left, what could possibly happen to her?

Mistake no. 1: leaving theatre early

Mistake no. 2: gorging on all-you-can-eat buffet

Mistake no. 3: succumbing to large glass of house red

Mistake no. 4: ordering garlic bread

Mistake no. 5: forgetting to switch on mobile phone

Mistake no. 6: arriving five minutes late for ‘the half’

‘… so, the silly cow’s been whisked off to A&E to have it x-rayed. You know what this means?’ says Simon, our company manager, running his hand nervously through his mop of unruly hair.

An eerie sensation ripples through my body. I feel a stab of guilt. My visualisation powers have taken on a telekinetic life of their own, like in some Stephen King horror film. I hadn’t intended anything serious to happen – just a minor ailment, something to lay her low for a week, a cold perhaps, allowing my agent sufficient time to arrange invitations and tickets for casting directors and producers.

I swallow hard and force my lips into a weak smile. There is an expectant silence. This is the stuff of Hollywood musicals: the leading actress is taken ill, and the understudy has to take over at short notice.

I can do it. I’ve been practising for months, says the heroine, with an assured toss of her pretty head. Bravo! More! A star is born! This is the moment I have waited for, longed for all these weeks, these seventy-two performances, so why do I now have this overwhelming desire to flee the theatre and catch the first National Express coach out of town? Well, apart from my all-consuming guilt, the auditorium will be packed to the rafters with legions of excited fans waiting to see Sophie Butterfield and her co-star, Rick Romano, give their highly acclaimed, headline-grabbing performances as star-crossed lovers, Constance and Enrique.

The fact that their on-stage passion has spilled over into reality has fuelled the public’s imagination. The House-Full sign is now a permanent fixture on the pavement, while armies of eager punters camp outside in all weathers, hoping for returns.

Exquisite pairing!
The chemistry between Romano and Butterfield
is electric. Beg, steal or borrow a ticket!
~ The Billingham Gazette

This romantic duo sets the stage alight.
You’d be mad to miss it!
~ The Yorkshire Evening Post

‘You up for it?’ Simon asks, knowing full well it doesn’t matter whether I’m ‘up for it’ or not. Why else have I been travelling up and down the country, getting paid £500 per week plus touring allowance? So I may sit in my dressing room, stuffing my face with Hobnobs and tea whilst reading trashy magazines, or to be allowed to finally finish reading Doctor Zhivago, which I started back in 2010?

Nah – if it’s all the same to you, Simon, I’d rather give it a miss.


Jane LambertAbout the Author

Jane was born in Yorkshire and brought up on the west coast of Scotland. She studied French and German at Stirling University, taught English in Vienna and travelled the world as cabin crew before making the life-changing (and slightly mad) decision to become an actress in her mid-thirties. She has appeared in “The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time”, “Calendar Girls” and “Deathtrap” in London’s West End.

While hanging around as an understudy in draughty theatre dressing rooms and grotty digs on tour, she wrote her first novel, The Start of Something Wonderful, and has now discovered her true path in life

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