This summer I have been writing the third volume of my series, soon to come out, while you can download the first two volumes, for free, below.
This inspires me to do research, living up to the example of my teacher, Miss Murphy, at Andover, who told me, back in the eighties, that I should I write a book, something you can read about in my first volume.
Miss Murphy was no Playmate, but she was a good teacher, who loved the romance of history, the interplay of great men and great women, like Napoleon and Josephine, to which I have added the spice of conspiracy.
I have touched on my family’s connection to the Shelleys of Michelgrove, in the foreword to my third volume, which you can download, for free, below.
The chapter that follows is better and funnier, not to mention sexier, as I make fun of myself, and my programming, in the eighties, while I expose the plots of MI-7.
Now, as I write the later chapters, I am reading the diary of Frances, Lady Shelley, who with her husband, was a dear friend of the Duke of Wellington, who often gave her the honor of riding next to him on parade, as they reviewed the tens of thousands of troops who defeated Napoleon.
Miss Murphy would love it!
Sir John was pals with the Prince Regent, George IV, so my cousin once kicked the royal posterior in a mad prank.
And his wife hung out at Althorp, where she had crazy pillow fights with the ancestors of Lady Diana.
The Shelleys had an ancient castle, from which the Illuminati, and the Freemasons, drove them.
They had racehorses, from which the greatest descend.
And I mean racehorses.
Did I say racehorses?
Plus there was an occasional dog.
That’s Sancho, with a pheasant in his mouth, above, with Walton above him, Cobweb above him, and Phantom above him—plus here’s Priam winning a famous race.
Here’s another of Priam, whom experts regard as one of the best horses to have raced up till that time.
They’re almost worth the sale of the castle they caused, as mind control forced Sir John to gamble, losing money, so he had to downsize…..
But most of all, Sir John and Lady Shelley had virtues that don’t require old blood or fancy ways: pride, bravery, and kindness.
Not to mention a real marriage with children!
One time, Sir John lent his friend and cousin more than one million dollars, in today’s money, without paper or interest, and forgot about the whole thing, until his pal paid him back twenty years later!
I highly recommend that people buy this excellent book, which parallels the experience of me and my daughter, as real travellers experience bad food, odd characters, and beautiful landscapes, met with a sense of adventure, humor, and just plain fun.
It reminds me of my own travels, with my daughter, to Maine and Florida, Hawaii and Alaska, Chicago and Seattle, the Blue Ridge and Cape May, as I spent all my money all the way down Holiday Road!
You’ll be reading bits, with my analysis, worked into my third book.
But, in the meantime, read along with me: check this one out.
It’s cheap, and it’s a hoot!
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