Ann Troup talks about the inspirations behind The Lost Child
I'm pleased to be able to welcome author Ann Troup to Books with Bunny today! I've noticed her recent release The Lost Child catching the eye of bloggers and couldn't wait to find out a bit more about what inspired the story.
Over to Ann...
First of all I’d like to thank Kate for inviting me onto her
blog today, it’s always such a privilege to be asked to talk all things books.
So, I thought I would let you in on a few of the ‘true’
stories that inspired some of the scenes in The Lost Child.
In chapter one we are introduced to Elaine, who has an
accident with her mother’s ashes and inadvertently allows them to blow into the
face of unsuspecting teenager, Brodie. This incident is based on something that
did indeed happen to me. Some years ago my lovely mother in law died and as she
had loved the countryside my husband, his uncle and aunt and I decided that we
would scatter her ashes in her favourite spot.Off we went up into the Quantock hills with Phil resting peacefully in
her urn. Once a suitable spot had been selected my husband, with great ceremony
and gravity, began to scatter her ashes – it was a lovely moment, very solemn
and dignified. Until the wind got up…within moments I was covered from head to
foot with the remains of my mother in law. She was everywhere, billowing around
like a sandstorm and landing wherever she could. She was a lovely woman, liked
to laugh and was always a free spirit and very sociable. However I’m not sure
that she ever anticipated that she would end up being carried around in my coat
pockets! I can only imagine how much of my mother in law found their way all
over Somerset and Devon, but she would have loved the experience and would have
found the whole thing hilarious. I still have that coat, and still suspect bits
of her remain, suffice it to say it’s not a garment that I wear anymore…
Hallow’s End doesn’t exist in real life, however Meadowfoot
and Hallow’s Cottage do, though I have changed the names. I was lucky enough to
come from a large family and as a child still had a few Great Aunts still with
me. Two of these had been ‘in service’ for all of their working lives, both
with the same family in a small stately home near to the town where I grew up.
Aunt Alice was a housekeeper and retired to a nice, modern little bungalow, but
Aunty Babs retired to the most beautiful little cottage. I spent many a happy
hour in that cottage and it’s abundant garden. Those memories were the model
for the two cottages which feature in The Lost Child, and I am sure there are
elements of Aunty Babs in Miriam’s kindly character. Aunt Alice however was not
the model for Esther – Alice was equally terrifying, but nowhere near as mean.
Finally the setting of Hallow’s Court is very real though
again the name has been changed. Some years ago I was fortunate enough to work
for an organisation that was based in an old stately home. The owner had rented
it out for years, and at one time it had been used as a school. Not many people
get the chance to roam freely in a house that has 138 rooms and which is a real
slice of history. Whilst I was there I would frequently get lost just trying to
find my way back from the cavernous kitchens. On one occasion, when staying
overnight I took the wrong staircase and ended up in the cellars – let’s just
say it was quite an experience and I have rarely been so scared in my life! It
took me two hours to find my way out and I was glad to never make the same
mistake again. My favourite parts of the house were the roof tops, only the
Georgians and the Victorians could have made such a mundane part of a building
such exciting terrain. On quiet days, I would take my lunch up there and sit
amongst the chimney pots indulging my childhood memories of Mary Poppins and
The Water babies. They don’t build houses like that anymore, and I’m not
surprised – the heating bill alone was in excess of £30,000 a year. But it was
bliss, and an experience I will always treasure.
The Lost Child is out now, published by Carina.
Ann Troup author bio
Ann lives in Devon in a small house
just a pebble’s throw from the beach. She shares her home with her husband and
a small white dog, both occasionally allow her to be inattentive to them so
that she can write. Her many skills include an unparalleled ability to consume
coffee and the gift of being able to kill houseplants by merely admiring them.
In addition to that she is a great proponent of the Miss Havisham method of
housekeeping, which includes regarding cobwebs and dust as nature’s ornaments.
BWB adds- Ann forgets to mention that she has an extraordinary talent in paper crafting. You can enter to win one of her creations, a gorgeous scene from Pride and Prejudice presented in a globe (with working lamp light!) here.