Mr Atkinson’s Rum Contract
The story of a tangled inheritance I began writing Mr Atkinson’s Rum Contract almost ten years ago, after learning that … Continued
The story of a tangled inheritance I began writing Mr Atkinson’s Rum Contract almost ten years ago, after learning that … Continued
The Power of Wolf Hall and Bring Up the Bodies In 2009, Hilary Mantel was an author already acclaimed for
Nothing makes a book more readable than discovering that a world a million miles away – or five hundred years
Opposition, Contradiction and Division in Cromwell’s Orbit The two Cromwell novels are teeming with dualities and divisions.
On The Hunt Animals and their natural tendencies, a common feature of sixteenth-century allegory, pepper both novels, both in actual
The Fabric of the World One of the many enjoyable aspects of Wolf Hall and Bring Up the Bodies is
There are few figures in British history as universally reviled as Thomas Cromwell. Held responsible for the suppression of the
In preparation for The Mirror and the Light publishing next month, let us help you shine a light on the
Bringing the opulent, brutal Tudor world of Thomas Cromwell and Henry VIII to glittering life, Hilary Mantel’s Wolf Hall and
In celebration of Nigel Slater’s Greenfeast: autumn, winter publishing this October, we asked some 4th Estate authors to write a few words
In celebration of Nigel Slater’s Greenfeast: autumn, winter publishing this October, we asked some 4th Estate authors to write a few words
In celebration of Nigel Slater’s Greenfeast: autumn, winter publishing this October, we asked some 4th Estate authors to write a few words
In celebration of Nigel Slater’s Greenfeast: autumn, winter publishing this October, we asked some 4th Estate authors to write a few words
In celebration of Nigel Slater’s Greenfeast: autumn, winter publishing this October, we asked some 4th Estate authors to write a few words
In celebration of Nigel Slater’s Greenfeast: autumn, winter publishing this October, we asked some 4th Estate authors to write a
The summer before our family fell apart, a legend started on our estate. I was ten at the time, and