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A friend just returned from a holiday in England and, knowing what kind of girl I am (a writer), she brought me The Georgian Bawdyhouse by Emily Brand.  This is one of the excellent Shire Library books found in many of the UK National Trust gift shops.  I’m not sure where Laurel got this one.  I’ll have to ask her.

Since we’re all interested in bawdyhouses, I thought I’d share some of it with you.  The book addresses the long 18th century, but does concentrate largely on the 17th and early 18th.  In fact, the illustration at the top of the table of contents is of a Regency era Prince of Wales disporting himself at a bordello.

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A young Prinny relaxing in a bawdyhouse

Brand tells us that bawdyhouses were not under the exclusive direction of women.  Men (called panders) ran some of the houses and, in some cases, a husband and wife team were in charge.  Regardless of who was running it, a brothel could be highly lucrative.  In 1743, the Gentleman’s Magazine speculated that Mother Hayward (owner of a bawdyhouse), was worth £10,000 at her death.

Bawdyhouses ran the gamut from poverty-stricken garrets to elegant (or at least expensive) townhouses.  Indeed, The Folly was a floating brothel on the Thames.

Prostitution was not illegal, but bawdyhouses could be punished for disturbing the peace.  So, apparently, maintaining a respectable appearance was an important factor in running a successful house of ill repute.

Frontispiece 1794 Harris's List

Frontispiece 1794 Harris’s List

Brand gives us a selection of terms for prostitutes:  drazil-drozzle from Hampshire, dolly-tripe in Warwickshire.  The lowest of these were the bunters and hedge-whores.  The loftier were squirrels and demi-reps.  Their average age was 16 to 24.  Between 1757 and 1795, Harris’s List of Covent Garden Ladies, rather a prostitute directory, provided descriptions of working women, including their age.

The Georgian Bawdyhouse also includes a chapter on the men who frequented these establishment.  These ranged from sailors and visiting country squires to The Dukes of Wellington and Queensberry.  Of course, the types of houses these men would attend would vary widely, from the tawdry to the palatial.

Early 19th C condom made of sheep gut

Early 19th C condom made of sheep gut

 Although most of these men gave no thought to impregnating their partners, disease was not uncommon and various types of “cures” (taking the waters, mercury, a remedy served in hot chocolate) and preventive measures existed.    Early condoms were made of linen, silk or leather.  By the early 19th century, sheep gut soaked in water and tied with a ribbon was the usual.   Other inventive measures were taken.  Apparently, Casanova once persuaded a lover to use half a lemon rind as a cervical cap.

There is a lot of information in this small book and it’s full of illustrations.  Gillray is amply represented.  It’s well worth a look if you’re interested in the seamier side of life in the Georgian city.  Thanks for the souvenier, Laurel.

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31VTJj4VuVL._SY355_Karen and Maria, you are the winners of the great big fat amazon contest.  I will be sending you emails and we’ll work out how to send you your loot, including–should you be ordering real books–your very own Hutzler 517 Banana Slicer (check out the reviews).

Congratulations, and thanks to everyone who receives and reads the infrequent newsletter, and the newbies who will do so in future!

The week of asking for help continues.

I’m traveling out west to San Francisco next week to speak to the San Francisco Area Romance Writers chapter on how to bring comedy into romance: Romance–It’s No Laughing Matter. And I have a problem. Part of the workshop will be an interactive analysis of funny stuff. I’ll be using some Austen, probably something from Northanger Abbey, which has some very funny stuff, and I’m also using an excerpt from Getting Rid of Bradley by Jennifer Crusie. If you’re familiar with that book I’m using the brilliantly written scene where Zak meets Lucy’s dogs.

I need one more funny scene. What would you suggest? (I don’t want to use my own books. I hate it when author presentations turn into infomercials.)

Please suggest your favorite funny romances and you can even suggest scenes which would be even better! Next week I’ll be blogging from SF and it would be great to meet some Risky friends on August 10.

JoannaF1(Back in January, Harlequin Historical author Joanna Fulford visited the Riskies to talk about her contribution to the “Castonbury Park” series, and her fascinating research on Spain and the Peninsula War.  Sadly, Joanna passed away last week after a sudden illness.  I enjoyed getting the chance to work with her on the Castonbury series, and was very sad to hear the terrible news.  Her next book, Defiant in the Viking’s Bed, is due out in October, you can visit her website for more info and some tributes to her life and work.  I’m re-running her guest blog here today…)

 

 

Redemption of a Fallen Woman is the seventh book in the Castonbury Park series and is due for release in February. Hoping to save his family from ruin, my hero, ex-soldier Harry Montague, reluctantly returns to Spain to seek vital information about the death of his brother, Jamie. On arrival in Madrid, Harry meets fiery Spanish beauty, Elena Ruiz. Elena is a fallen woman whose chequered past is about to result in her being incarcerated in a convent. Among her transgressions are the two years she spent with a guerrilla group, fighting the French.

The ideas for this story arose from the years when I lived in Madrid. It was the base for subsequent explorations of Iberia, including the wonderful cities of Seville and Cádiz which feature in the book. My travels often took me up-country as well. One weekend, quite by accident, I discovered Patones, a small hillside village in the foothills of the Sierra de Guadarrama. I suspect that most people find Patones by accident. Even by modern standards it’s pretty remote, but at the time of the Peninsular Campaign (1808-1814) it was truly isolated. In spite of their best efforts, Napoleon’s forces never did find the place so it was spared the ravages inflicted on other villages and towns. It must have been an ideal base for guerrilla fighters during that conflict. Years later the memory of that trip gave me the idea for my heroine’s backstory.

The word guerrilla means little war. Although it was an old established method of fighting, the term was first coined in Spain during the Napoleonic Invasion. The guerrillas used hit-and-run tactics in their insurgency against the occupying French. A French sniper called Mignolet wrote home: “We are surrounded by 40,000 Spanish brigands whom we must fight every day – and the situation gets no better, but worse…”

Mignolet’s pessimistic assessment reflects the part played by the local topography. Spain is one of the most mountainous countries in Europe. At its centre are high plains crossed by mountain ranges and rivers. It’s a wild and spectacular landscape, but it’s also ideal terrain for guerrilla warfare. There were numerous bands involved, each with its own agenda. My guerrilla leader, Juan Montera, is fictional, as is the brigand, El Lobo, but they are representative of the different groups in action at the time.

Being undisciplined irregulars, the guerillas were of little use in open battle against cavalry. Where they really came into their own was in providing accurate military intelligence. Wellington had good cause to be grateful for this. After Talavera, for example, he marched off with a force of 18,000 men to attack what he believed to be a detachment of 10,000 French troops. The ‘detachment’ turned out to be three army corps numbering well over 50,000 men. But for a timely warning from the local guerrillas it is likely that Wellington and his force would have been annihilated. Fortunately, he was able to retreat in time.

Spain has been accurately described as a beautiful blood-soaked land. It has shaped my hero and heroine in different ways, and created the deep emotional conflicts that they must resolve. It was fun to go with them on that journey. I hope you’ll enjoy it too.

 

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This must be our time for asking for help from our readers. Megan asked for help for finding examples of heroines for her HSCD (handsome, snarky, charming duke). Susanna asked for what risks readers thought Riskies should take. And I need your help coming up with a strapline.

1815 019 no 2 A strapline is a header that will run across the top of my author page at eHarlequin and Millsandboon.co.uk

Examples of straplines were things like:
“Fun, fresh, and flirty romance!”
“Sizzling stories that will keep you turning the pages…”
“Romance author fuelled by coffee and craziness”
“Cowgirl chick and western romance writer”

I would want mine to include that I write Regency Historicals and I want it to reflect my particular spin on the Regency.

Here’s what I came up with so far:
“Mayfair, Almack’s, and the Regency Underworld! Award-winning Regency Romance”
“Mayfair, Almack’s and the Regency Underworld! Emotion packed Regency Romance”

What sort of strapline would attract you? Should I include the words “award-winning?”

The strapline cannot be more than 10 words.

So here’s the challenge. Help me come up with a strapline. Write me a new one or give your opinion of the two I came up with. Or give me guidelines to write a good one. Take a look at my website for ideas. There’s a $5.00 Amazon gift card for the winning strapline. Or, if I don’t pick the best one, I’ll choose one winner at random, winner to be announced next Monday.

And, in case winning a $5 gift card isn’t enough, enter our newsletter contest! Just sign up for our newsletter and you’ll be entered. For the prize we’ll pay off at least $40 of your Amazon Wish List! Janet will announce the winner on August 1.

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