Today I have a guest post from Angela Britnell as part of the 1Day Blog Blitz for A Cornish Summer at Pear Tree Farm, organised by Rachel’s Random Resources.
Nessa launched into the usual spiel she gave new arrivals as they walked along and rattled off the history of the farm with its Vivian family connections going back to the seventeenth century. ‘Were you thinking of a tent or caravan?’
‘I haven’t camped since I was a Boy Scout so I reckon a caravan will suit me better.’
I’ve started with this quote which shows my main characters, Nessa and Ward, talking shortly after they meet. I must admit it amuses me that camping in various forms is at the heart of my new trans-Atlantic romance ‘A Cornish Summer at Pear Tree Farm’ because I’m so not a camping person! When my ex-country music star hero Ward arrives in Cornwall from Tennessee he only comes to visit the land from where his distant ancestors emigrated centuries ago. The last thing he intends to do is buy a rambling old house and decide to set up a fancy bed & breakfast and glamping business but somehow that’s exactly what happens. Nessa’s small, somewhat old-fashioned campsite is situated down the road from Tregereth so he books into one of her caravans while he starts work on his new property.
In the distant past I have been found under canvas as this photo taken all the way back in 1970 proves when I actually had a lot of fun camping with friends at Wookey Hole in Somerset.
If you roll all the way on to 1998 when I was married with three young sons you can see I decided that comfort was more of a priority. We spent several great family holidays at Pentewan Sands in Cornwall where we made many fond memories. My youngest son has already taken his wife and two small children back there for a holiday so the tradition continues!
I don’t claim that this last picture can be called camping by any stretch of the imagination – not even my writer’s one – but it shows the sort of accommodation I prefer these days! The delightful well-equipped cottages at Nanjeath Farms in Cornwall with their comfortable beds, generously sized bathrooms and all mod-cons are far more my style now.
So I suppose I need to apologise to Nessa and say that although I’m sure her Pear Tree Farm site is wonderful I’ll wait until she refurbishes the farmhouse bedrooms or maybe take one of Ward’s elegant rooms when he opens up Tregereth to visitors and pass on the yurts he’s thinking of buying.
I hope whether you’re a camping lover or not you’ll still enjoy ‘A Cornish Summer at Pear Tree Farm’ which is available now as an ebook, paperback or on audio. If you do and are curious to see what happens further to some of the characters you only have to wait until December when ‘A Cornish Christmas at Pear Tree Farm’ will be released. And I’ve no shame at all in admitting that camping and campsite life is at the heart of the story again.
Thanks so much, Angela. I think the last one would be more my style too!
Cornish charm and a Tennessee twist – the perfect pair?
Nessa Vivian is determined to keep her parents’ business afloat, but Pear Tree Farm near the backwater Cornish village of Polgarth didn’t do well as farm, and it’s not faring much better as a camp site. Maybe it’s due to Nessa’s habit of taking in troubled runaways, like ex-soldier Crispin, for next to nothing. Or perhaps her highly-strung sister Lowena is right – caravans named after Beatles’ songs and homegrown pears are not enough to turn the farm into a tourist haven.
Then another troubled runaway turns up, posing the greatest threat yet. Ex-musician Ward Spencer from Tennessee is certainly intriguing, but could his plans to put nearby Tregereth House on the map mean Pear Tree Farm is finished – or does his arrival signal a second lease of life, and not just for Nessa’s business?