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Murder Between the Tides – Sources

Thank you very much for reading Murder Between the Tides

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Here are links to some of the sources I used when writing the story. While not exhaustive, I think that these links will help you to make a good start on satisfying your curiosity (although, of course, the truly curious mind is never satisfied.)



The Hotel Victoria

The SW Coast Path

Fistral Beach

A Georgian country house:


The Mid-Hants Railway (aka The Watercress Line)


An Adler typewriter

The Empire

Olivetti Lettera 32


Conqueror paper

Police Procedures


The police caution

Cornwall County HQ


Mena Dhu – Cornish stout

Doom Bar

Literary References

What a piece of work is a man – Shakespeare

From Shakespeare's Hamlet:

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.


Bleak House

Mr Tulkinghorn

Dickensian characters

Song : Sweetest Love, I Do Not Go by John Donne

SWEETEST love, I do not go,
For weariness of thee,
Nor in hope the world can show
A fitter love for me ;
But since that I
At the last must part, 'tis best,
Thus to use myself in jest
By feigned deaths to die.

Yesternight the sun went hence,
And yet is here to-day ;
He hath no desire nor sense,
Nor half so short a way ;
Then fear not me,
But believe that I shall make
Speedier journeys, since I take
More wings and spurs than he.

O how feeble is man's power,
That if good fortune fall,
Cannot add another hour,
Nor a lost hour recall ;
But come bad chance,
And we join to it our strength,
And we teach it art and length,
Itself o'er us to advance.

When thou sigh'st, thou sigh'st not wind,
But sigh'st my soul away ;
When thou weep'st, unkindly kind,
My life's blood doth decay.
It cannot be
That thou lovest me as thou say'st,
If in thine my life thou waste,
That art the best of me.

Let not thy divining heart
Forethink me any ill ;
Destiny may take thy part,
And may thy fears fulfil.
But think that we
Are but turn'd aside to sleep.
They who one another keep
Alive, ne'er parted be.


The Common Cormorant or Shag by Christopher Isherwood

The Common Cormorant or shag
Lays eggs inside a paper bag.
The reason you will see no doubt
It is to keep the lightning out.
But what these unobservant birds
Have never noticed is that herds
Of wandering bears may come with buns
And steal the bags to hold the crumbs.
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