Such a treasure to read!! 🙂
I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of reading this book! ♡ My family are from Cumbria, England and I now live in the United States… while reading ‘My Cup Runneth Over’ I really felt closer to my home!
Steve Shearwater’s ability to transport the reader to Cumberland with his wit, memories and humour had me feeling so good! ♡ I love this book, I adore the stories and will read it again and again! ☆
Thanks, Steve… any chance of a sequel?!
[This review may be seen on the Amazon.com website and relates to a “verified purchase” by an “Amazon Customer” in Vermont, USA]
While having a meander through some searches on Google for Lake District topics, I came across an Amazon link to a favourite old novel of mine that I never knew had been reprinted: Red Ike.
First published in 1931 and reprinted in 2009, it looks back to the previous century, and it is based around Threlkeld (my home village, which appears in my own novels as ‘Linthwaite’).
If I may start what I hope might become a ‘ball rolling’ on this topic, let me say that even to my own surprise, the character I found myself wanting to get back to when I was writing was – of all people – ‘Ike Nick’!
Isaac Nicholson was not a real person but was based on a conglomerate of real individuals I encountered during my police years, many of whom had anything but an easy life, but even though they had hard, unforgiving and often offensive manners, I found a lot of these people to be among those we typically refer to as the ‘salt of the earth’.
Farmers certainly presented their own challenges to young police officers and no doubt some of them used to take a special delight in giving us a hard time. However, show them that you had at least some grasp of their challenges or a small understanding of their livestock and things often changed. Typically, they were still ‘grumpy old gits’ but at least you weren’t enemies anymore.
So as the title of this blog asks” Who did YOU most identify with? Or who did you hate most? Or who made you laugh the most, and why?
In some ways, the story in My Cup Runneth Over took on a life of its own. I’m not joking when I say that some days I would re-read what I had just written and it was like reading something I had never even seen before! As a result, your own insights would genuinely be of great interest to me and I hope you’ll take a couple of minutes to post them as a comment please.
In our beautiful county of Cumbria, home to the most-visited national park in the world, it is easy to forget that being a police officer can be a deadly affair. Since policing began here, in the early 19th Century, at least 17 police officers have been killed in the line of duty. With Remembrance Day imminent, I think this is a good time to post the following link to the Roll of Honour for fallen Cumbria Police Officers.
This next link will take you to the National Roll of Honour.