‘I did feel a bit sorry for the policemen. When they’d asked for the names of any person who might have reason to dislike Veronica, Simon said, “Anyone who’s ever sat next to her at a dinner party, the majority of this year’s debutantes, and the entire readership of the Fascist newspaper Action.”’
The FitzOsbornes in Exile, by Michelle Cooper
It seemed an extraordinary thing for The Times to print on their front page - who on Earth would care?
For today is the anniversary of the day we left Montmaray - a year ago, exactly, that we watched our home being destroyed. But why should anniversaries be so significant? Why should a year hurt more than eleven months or thirteen months or thirty-seven? Surely I could choose how I felt and when I felt it. I took a deep breath.
Please Note: This is a wordless fanmix. These are instrumentals. This one is specific to The FitzOsbornes in Exile, A Brief History of Montmaray’s is here.monuments ☩ yann tiersen
unaccompanied cello suite no.1 in g major ☩ yo-yo ma
we float ☩ dustin o’halloran
be a good boy ☩ thomas newman
charms ☩ abel korzeniowski
someone is watching ☩ dario marianelli
islay hotel ☩ alberto iglesias
flowers of buckingham ☩ alexandre desplat
open letters ☩ dustin o’halloran
some things too late, others too early ☩ rachel portman
they play on… ☩ clint mansell
I am beginning to think we Fitzosbornes have been hit with that “may you live in interesting times” curse.
“I didn’t know you had it in you, Soph,” said Toby, as he, Veronica and I sat in the Velvet Drawing Room later that evening - Simon having been summoned to the library for a ‘little chat’ with Aunt Charlotte, “When did you become so scheming?”
“It’s a fairly recent development,” I said.
“Simon called you, ‘Machiavelli disguised as a debutante’.”
“Gosh,” I said, not sure whether to feel flattered or insulted.
“I told him I’d rather die in a democracy than live under a dictator. And I reminded him about the League of Nations! I still have faith in diplomacy, in rational, intelligent negotiation if it’s backed by a strong commitment to sanctions, and a powerful international defense force.”
“Then what did he say?”
“He asked me out to dinner at the Ritz.”
— The FitzOsbornes in Exile by Michelle Cooper