The Cheesemaker’s House
by Jane Cable
Just think, Alice, right now Owen could be putting a hex on you!
When Alice Hart’s husband runs off with his secretary, she runs off with his dog to lick her wounds in a North Yorkshire village. Battling with loneliness but trying to make the best of her new start, she soon meets her neighbours, including the drop-dead gorgeous builder Richard Wainwright and the kindly yet reticent cafe´ owner, Owen Maltby.
As Alice employs Richard to start renovating the barn next to her house, all is not what it seems. Why does she start seeing Owen when he clearly isn’t there? Where – or when – does the strange crying come from? And if Owen is the village charmer, what exactly does that mean?
Praise for Jane Cable
The Cheesemaker’s House is a gripping read, inspired by a framed will found in the dining room of the author’s dream Yorkshire house. The previous owners explained that the house had been built at the request of the village cheesemaker in 1726 – and that the cheesemaker was a woman. And so the historical aspect of the story was born.
Jane Cable’s novel won the Suspense & Crime category of The Alan Titchmarsh Show People’s Novelist competition, reaching the last four out of over a thousand entries. The Cheesemaker’s House can be enjoyed by anyone who has become bored of today’s predictable boy-meets-girl romance novels.
“I desperately want to find out about Owen; a fascinating character… the gift here is to make you want to read on.”
Alice meets Richard, the rather hunky local builder
My mental image of a Yorkshire builder was a rotund man in a cloth cap who would exhibit a great deal of sucking of teeth when confronted with my barn. I certainly didn’t expect Richard Wainwright to be tall, dark and handsome with a couple of days of designer stubble and a gold hoop in his left ear. But then I didn’t expect a naked swimmer to be reading the lesson in church either. It’s clear I’m going to have to abandon my southern prejudices sooner rather than later if I’m going to fit in here. But I still can’t help feeling we should all be running around downing mugs of tea you can stand a spoon up in, not drinking skinny lattes.
In this aspect of his behaviour Richard doesn’t disappoint. I am already making the second pot when he reappears from his prodding and poking in the barn, drapes his long body against my kitchen doorframe and says
“I can do it, but it’s going to cost you.”
“I expect it to cost me” I grin at him. “It’s a wreck I want to turn into a luxury holiday pad – I know that won’t come cheap.”
He wanders into the kitchen and sits down at the table. “I’ll need to do a proper quote, but I reckon in the region of twenty grand. It’s a lot of money – take you a while to get it back.”
“I’ll get it back when I sell though.”
“Oh, so that’s your game is it; buy – do up – sell – quick buck.” He looks disapproving.
“No. It’s not my game. It’s my insurance policy in case I don’t like it here.”
He stretches back in his chair and picks up his tea. “So why did you come? I’m curious.”
“Well, you mustn’t tell anybody, but I’m on the run from an international drug smuggling cartel and I thought they’d never find me in Great Fencote.”
“Hmm… I wouldn’t be so sure. You don’t know what evil walks the streets of Northallerton. Only last week someone was prosecuted for putting the wrong sort of yogurt pot in their recycling bin – it was all over the papers.” We both burst out laughing.
“Seriously, love” he carries on “If you don’t want to say then that’s your business. No-one round here’s going to mind.”
“I was just trying to make it sound more exciting than it is. My husband ran off with his secretary, that’s all.”
“It happens. My wife left me for a pen pusher at the council. Said she’d had enough of muddy boots all through the house. Each to their own, I suppose.” He shrugs.
“The funny thing is” I continue hesitantly “That when it happens to you, you feel like it’s never happened to anyone else. When someone else says it, you realise just how common it is.”
“Human nature, love. We’re not cut out to be monogamous. We get bored and we move on, that’s all there is to it. Still, if you get lonely and fancy a shag…”
“Let’s see what sort of builder you are first” I snap. Maybe a little too tartly, so I put on a smiley face and continue “I want to know if the muddy boots are worth it.”
Richard roars with laughter.
What an utterly charming and unique read!!! It is a romance with a sprinkle of paranormal that makes this an addictive read.
Alice seeks comfort and solace in a North Yorkshire village after her husband runs away with his secretary. I admire a woman who pulls herself up after her life is turned upside down, and that is exactly what Alice does. Her life isn’t perfect, and she is lonely, yet she continues her journey to being whole again. She meets new people, but one man affects her more than any other, Owen. He is kind and sensitive with a bit of mystery about him. Alice has no clue of the journey that Owen will take her on.
Oh my goodness, there is so much going on within the pages of this book. It’s one of those that pulled me in and really put me right in the middle of the story itself. It’s well-written. Every single one of the characters are extremely well-developed, and each adds something pivotal to the story. As much as this is told in Alice’s voice, I also discovered so much about Owen through her eyes. When you add in the mystery, the historical elements, and the paranormal aspects, along with a beautiful scenery, it’s quite a read!!!!
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Although brought up in Cardiff, Jane Cable left Wales to study at the age of eighteen and has lived in England ever since. Her father was Anglo-Welsh poet Mercer Simpson so growing up in a house full of books Jane always read – and wrote. In 2011 she started to take her hobby seriously when The Cheesemaker’s House, which became her debut novel, reached the final of The Alan Titchmarsh Show’s People’s Novelist competition. She writes romance with a twist of mystery which has been published independently and through the UK ebook giant, Endeavour Press. Jane is an active member of the Romantic Novelists’ Association and a director of Chindi Authors.
In 2017 Jane moved to Cornwall and this year will become a full time author. She’s passionate about her new home, cricket, travelling and her husband of 22 years – although not necessarily in that order.
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