Another month has gone and now it’s the middle of autumn and still worryingly warm. I’m turning my scruffy bit of lawn in the front into a small gravel garden. I’ve got AI to design it for me – not perfect, but free and good enough for a 6m x 3 x patch. I love my back garden and it’s done well considering the blazingly hot, dry summer we’ve just had. Usually I’ve done my Christmas shopping by now but this year I’ve not even thought about it. Who wants to do gift shopping when it’s 23c? They have to in Australia and New Zealand, but unfamiliar territory here.
Had fallen behind with my WIP but am now back on track. Love Returns to Harbour House is out next week and War Comes to Harbour House is two thirds complete. Will be done well before my 31st deadline. My new Regency, The Earl’s Bride, came out a couple of weeks ago and seems to be going okay. Did anyone see any of the blog tour for this? As soon as this is handed in I’ll finish the first in a new Regency series, The Carlisle Brothers, and then will have to start the final book, Say Goodbye to Harbour House (My title, could change).

Getting old isn’t fun, I’ve decided. I don’t look my age, don’t feel old, but my body is telling me the truth. Spent more time with medical folk than my family and friends last month and things are shaping up to be the same this one. What really annoys me are people on Facebook and Instagram listing the things someone my age can’t do anymore!! I can aways do all of them apart from the getting up and down off the floor.
Until next month,
Fenella J Miller


We now have a new Prime Minister, Andy Burnham, and he’s saying all the right things but that doesn’t change the fact that there isn’t any money in the pot to all these wonderful things so you have to be very inventive if he can provide the hope he talks about to those in desperate need. Farage resigned his seat in parliament hoping to stop the investigation into his finances and then for the by-election he caused against count been face and thirty-two other people I’d never heard of. I voted for the bin. As soon as he was elected investigation reopened. what a waste of taxpayers money.
Love Returns to Harbour House is on pre order is now on net galley. I love my Boldwood covers but for some reason this already has fourteen thumbs up and seventeen thumbs down – no idea why. This book will be out in October.
I went to St Malo and fell on the car deck when we arrived – an avoidable accident, not my fault – and this made my research trip more difficult and far less enjoyable. I then spent nine hours in hospital on my return as my GP thought I had a pulmonary embolism. Also my mobile refused to revert to UK and remained struck as if in France. Not ideal in an emergency. I had to get a taxi to hospital instead of a lift from my daughter-in-law. After tests, doctors, x-ray they released me saying it was internal bruising from the fall the previous week. This is what I’d suggested to the GP but she was sure I was wrong. I did enjoy my trip and am intending to go again next year.

I’ve celebrated another birthday – I’m feeling better than I have for years. Have eventually sorted my foot problems and got rid of the continuous infections. Off to St Malo soon with a companion to do some research for my next Regency series. In the Napoleonic wars the privateers docked there and I’m going to have either the hero or the villain a French privateer. I’m on the last chapter of the seventh book in my Harbour House series, Love Returns to Harbour House, and should be able to hand it in before I go away. Then I can enjoy my holiday and only have to write a few notes and take lots of photos.
