Love Sarah

Personally, I’ve been waiting a long time to see Rupert-Penry Jones on screen in anything.  You may remember him in Austen’s Persuasion.
LOVE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT INGREDIENT  OF ALL
Love Sarah should be out this April in UK   –   No US date yet

An outstanding British thespian, a heart-warming story and an uplifting plot, a godlike blond superhunk and all that garnered with scrumptious cakes and mouth watering desserts – what more could one really want from a film? That is exactly what you will get from LOVE SARAH, a delightful British comedy drama that arrives into cinemas 24th April in United Kingdom and throughout May in Europe, and it was sold in more than 50 countries so chances are you will see it in your local cinema too. British stars Celia Imrie and Rupert Penry Jones lead the film directed by Eliza Schroeder and you can check out the

Celia Imrie leads the cast of the movie

first trailer below!

  The Story Of The Movie
Determined to fulfil her late mother Sarah’s dream of opening a bakery in charming Notting Hill, 19-year-old aspiring ballet dancer Clarissa (Shannon Tarbet) enlists the help of her mother’s best friend Isabella (Shelley Conn) and her eccentric estranged grandmother Mimi (Celia Imrie), who did not have the chance to make amends with her estranged, now dead, daughter, in order to make late Sarah’s dream a delicious reality. These three

Pastel colours dominate the visuals of the uplifting movie

generations of women will need to overcome grief, doubts and differences to honour the memory of their beloved Sarah while embarking on a journey to

The movie premiered at  Glasgow Film Festival this year

establish a London bakery filled with love, hope and colourful pastries from all over the world. Rupert Penry Jones plays the super charming master baker

With the bakery becoming a hit with its cakes from around the world the movie carries the important message of multiculturalism.

who will help their bakery become a hit with his opulent cakes. It is also possible that he might be her father she never knew. Bill Paterson plays an inventor with whom Mimi has a romance.

Jungle Cruise – July 24th

SENDS EMILY BLUNT AND DWAYNE JOHNSON TO AMAZON JUNGLE
The cruise through the jungle starts July 24th

Disney has launched the second trailer and posters for a movie that will possibly be one of next summer’s biggest hits: JUNGLE CRUISE with Dwayne Johnson and Emily Blunt. Inspired by the famous Disneyland theme park ride, Disney’s JUNGLE CRUISE is an adventure filled, Amazon jungle expedition starring Dwayne Johnson as the charismatic riverboat captain and Emily Blunt as Lily Houghton, a determined explorer on a research mission. She is trying to find a tree that has healing powers. Also starring in the film are Edgar Ramirez (as the main villain at least judging by the trailer), Jack

Emily Blunt is explorer Lily Houghton in the film

Whitehall (as her brother McGregor), with Jesse Plemons, and Paul Giamatti. The sail starts July 24th, 2020! This is both Dwayne’s and Emily’s fourth movie for Disney. Disney has also released funny character posters in which you cannot see the face of one of them.

In Jungle Cruise
Emily Blunt plays Lily, who travels from London, England to the Amazon jungle and enlists the help of Frank, played by Dwayne Johnson, a questionable skipper to guide her downriver on his run-down boat, La Quila. Lily is determined to locate an

Dwayne Johnson is riverboat captain Frank

ancient tree with incredible healing properties, holding the power to change the future of medicine. The unlikely duo is thrust into an epic adventure with one another where they encounter innumerable dangers and supernatural forces, all hiding within the deceptive beauty of the grand rainforest. But as the secrets of the lost tree unfold, the stakes are raised as the fate of mankind hangs in the balance.

Check out the trailer below and tell us what you think, we think it emits The Mummy and Jewel of the Nile type of super thrilling adventure vibes!

The Noble Coachman – Chapter 22

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Chapter 22
Squeaks’ Army

 

The thundering of more than eighty horses echoed through the rundown tenement houses of east London. Hearing over three hundred horseshoes galloping on cobble-stoned streets, resonating echoes in the dead of night, brought people to their windows. Fog shrouded the riders creating fear in the hearts of Whitechapel. There was pride in the drivers seeing their valiant horses in the hunt, anxious to be successful on a rescue for Dorset’s daughter. The former Whitechapel drivers lead two teams on different routes for faster arrival. Within a block of Hanbury Street, the Whitechapel drivers began the sharp piercing whistles. Together, they created a cacophony of sounds, which split the silence and woke all of east London.

“What the bloody hell is that noise?” Asked the one-eyed man. Both brothers ran to the window and could see carriages pulling along the street, as far as they could see. Brad went to the back. “Same back here. I think they’ve come for us. There must be a hundred of them, and some are coming in the back way.”

“Upstairs, now!” The men ran upstairs where Squeaks was shivering under her bloody shredded nightshirt.

“Thank you, God,” Squeaks said to herself hearing the drivers coming to rescue her. “Up here,” she shouted, waving her nightshift out of the window. “My Army!” she said aloud with tears rolling down her cheeks.

The brothers ran into her room and shoved her to the bed. They locked the door behind them. The three of them could hear the downstairs doors being kicked open, while others gathered below her window. One of the brothers placed his pistol to Squeaks head. The one-eyed man was at the foot of the bed, also with his gun pointed towards her. Heavy boots were clambering up the steps.

Suddenly, their door burst open with a dozen or more drivers piling into the room. All their pistols were drawn at one man or the other. Kip found his way to the front.

“Kip,” cried Squeaks as the other brother Brad cocked his gun. The sound was very distinctive.

“One more step and she’s a dead little girl. Seems we have a stalemate, mate,” The one-eyed man gleamed, pointing his firearm at Kip. “There’s a right lot of you drivers. If you let us leave, she will live. Otherwise, all three of us die right here.

Squeaks was trembling while trying to hold her nightshift in front of her. She felt the cold steel against the side of her face. She prayed the one-eyed man wouldn’t fire at Kip.

“Let me through.” Inspector Marshall arrived next to Kip.

Kip was seething with hate. His eyes focused on the one-eyed man, while he remembered the image of his sister dying on the floor of the icehouse. The same was planned for Squeaks. He was surprised that the inspector was keeping quiet, allowing him to vent the scathing words that had been fermenting for a year.

“You raped and beat two women to death, and Miss Dorset was next,” Kip said, pointing to Squeaks, purposely, not looking at her. Death is too good for you. Perhaps you should suffer the same fate. I know of some jails where the raping would never end for you. You would beg for death.”

“Your words don’t mean much to my brother and me right now. We want a carriage and a driver, then we will let the little lady and the driver out of the coach once we leave London.”

The room grew silent. The drivers knew Kip was compelled to make a decision.

Out of the quieted crowd in the room, a single shot rang out. Brad, with his pistol to Squeaks’ temple, flew back against the wall, dead. Blood splattered on Squeaks face. A driver ran to Squeaks’ side and using his cloak, he covered her.

All the drivers trained their guns on the man with the glass eye. It seemed everyone wanted a shot at him.

The one-eyed man now trained his gun in Squeaks’ direction.

“Inspector, arrest me. You must arrest me! I wasn’t going to kill her. See for yourself. She is unharmed.”

Inspector Marshall stood there, staring at him.

Kip had looked at the injuries to Squeaks face and the blood trickling from her ear and mouth. He cast his head to the side and looked sternly at the inspector.

“Justice is yours, Kip.”

Kip turned and faced the man, as Squeaks looked on. Chants emanated from behind …  KILL HIM!

Kip felt guilty for having such easy revenge. Finally, he had the man who killed his sister right in front of him, begging, pleading and soiling his trousers. A few moments passed, feeling like minutes, as Kip contemplated what he was about to do. He wanted this man to continue to plead and cry, as his sister must have done. The inspector gave him great power, but he was a nobleman. It was his duty to protect others. “I wish I had time to castrate you before you die. However, one of these drivers is going to shoot you if I don’t.”

“You can’t do this. Think of your sister.”

“I am.”

Kip raised the pistol slowly and cocked it. The room went silent as the night.

“Kip, do you know what you’re doing?” Came a rasping voice from Squeaks.

“I do.”

“This is for the brutal death of two frail women you beat and raped; and for the abduction and torture to Miss Dorset. I have been waiting a year to find you, and I will be damned for this, but I don’t care.”

He squeezed the trigger with great satisfaction.  Suddenly, another half dozen firearms were fired simultaneously, so no one man could be made the murderer. They were protecting Kip from prosecution. Blood started pouring from the man’s head and body. The last brother crumpled to the floor, the one eye still open in horror.

“He didn’t deserve the easy way out,” Kip said, handing his pistol to Marshall.

 

Kip rushed to Squeaks with her bloody face and labored breathing.

The inspector asked the drivers to wait downstairs. He did not want to know who fired the first shot killing the one brother. He would see that it was handled in the police records without questions or real names. He closed the door behind him but waited there.

Kip’s eyes wept as he saw the bruising and puffing to her face, blood running from several places and a mass of clotted blood was caught in her hair. Beginning to hug her, he realized she had a broken arm, too. Under the driver’s cloak, he could see a nightslip.

“I need this to make a sling, for your arm, Sweets.” As he pulled it away, he saw her perfect breasts and her undergarment.

“You saved my life, you … you saved me. You are so brave.” Tears slipped from her eyes. “I was so afraid for you. I couldn’t go on if anything happened to you.”

They both wept openly while they kept touching the other as if confirmation was needed that they were alive. Looking at her battered body, he said, “Let’s get you out of here. Are you injured in any other way but your face, arm, and head Sweets?” He asked as he stroked her shortened hair. He lifted her to his chest and walked to the door, where the Inspector opened it for him.

“No, I don’t think so. I don’t remember everything. Thank you, Inspector.”

“You’re going to the hospital to be checked all over.”

“I can’t.”

“Bloody hell, you can’t. I am carrying you there, like it or not.”

“But …”

Kip stopped. “But what?”

“I found out father has been buying me boys undergarments all these years. They will see that at the hospital.”

Inspector Marshall was heard snickering. “You take her to the hospital. I’ll go visit Lord Stokes and then come find you.”

“Why are you laughing?” Squeaks asked with her one good arm around his neck.

“Only you could have been through this horrendous time and then worry about your underwear. Can I reward your Army for their help?”

“Yes, but how? You said they wouldn’t take money.”

“I have a way.”

 

Kip carried her halfway down the steps to a large cheering group of drivers. He stopped.

“Men, Squeaks is forever in your debt. She knows her Army came to her rescue. As battered as she is and with a broken arm, too, the first thing she worried about was that you men might see her in her boy’s undergarment that Clyde has continued to buy for her.” Kip moved his arm, so the men could see her butt in that garment. An uproarious laugh echoed the house.

Squeaks started to complain.

“Shush, you pesky little driver.”

“You didn’t think I was pesky when you . . .” She mumbled something into Kip’s ear.

“She’s still being trained for polite company,” Kip shouted to the men.

All the drivers laughed.

“Drinks on me, tomorrow night. You all know where.”

Kip carried her through the cheering brotherhood of drivers, who were shouting all kind of accolades to London’s own female driver. She was a trinket to them.

“Is Zac still here?”

“Over here, Kip.”

“Can you drive us to the hospital. Marc, bring my horse to me, there.

“I don’t think I’ve met Zac,” Squeaks said.

“No, I don’t think you have either, but he has a surprise for you.”

“For me?”

“Yes, he and another driver, Perkins, brought you a present.”

It was pitch black as the drivers began to ride their coaches and horses home. It had taken a moment before Zac appeared at the front of the house. A large neighborhood crowd had gathered. Zac jumped down and opened the door, folded down the stepping mechanism as usual. Kip stepped inside the coach and heard Squeaks, shout with glee.

“Sarah! Oh, how I worried you wouldn’t get caught. I have you to thank for this mass of men who came to save us.”

“Deary, I’ve never had so much fun as when they started into London. What a sight, what a sound. I see they broke your arm after I left. Did they …?”

Squeaks quickly answered, “I don’t think so. I was unconscious for a while. We are on the way to the hospital now. Kip, could you see that Sarah is taken care of for a night or two until I can reward her. I am sure Lord Caldwell will want to do something.”

“Of course, I’ll take care of her.”

 

“I’m happy to tell you, Mr. Dorset and your Lordship that Squeaks is alive and released. She is injured, but nothing that is life-threatening.”

“Oh, thank you, thank you,” Dorset said, pumping the Inspector’s hand up and down.

“I had very little to do with it. I think you’ll both be proud that over fifty drivers came to her rescue at 3:00 a.m. this morning and swarmed the house she was being held in. This was all organized by driver Trevor Kipling. He planned it, executed it, and took down the man with the eyepatch.”

“Took down?” asked Lord Stokes.

“He dispatched him. Both brothers are deceased. He walked out carrying Squeaks in his arms to a cheering mass of drivers, or the Brotherhood as I believe they’re called.”

“Yes, that’s what we call ourselves,” smiled Clyde.

“It’s all over. Kip will bring her home later after she’s been examined and had her arm plastered. Your Lordship, you now have two drivers in casts.”

“Yes, I guess I will have to give that some thought. Thank you, again, Inspector.”

 

“We are nearing the hospital. Sarah, I can tell Zac where to take you home, if you wish, or you may stay in the second bedchamber at my home.”

“I thinks I’ll go home for the time bein’.”

“Oh, Sarah, you accomplished a dangerous mission. I wish everyone could know of your courageous act. I will visit soon.”

“You take care of yourself, Deary.”

The carriage stopped at the entrance to the hospital. Kip reached into his pocket and pulled out coins and gave them to Sarah. “That is, for now, Sarah.”

The coach door opened. As Kip exited, still carrying Squeaks, he asked Zac to note the address where she was left off.

Climbing the steps of the hospital, he was looking into Squeaks face. His heart was breaking for her. “You know, I once thought you were pretty.”

“And now you don’t? It is because of my face?”

“I’m not quite sure in this light. Your hair is gone; your eyes are black. You have blood all over your face. Your cute little petite nose is now big and crooked. You have a limp arm here somewhere, and your naked under this cloak.”

“You forgot to say I have boy’s underpants on.” Squeaks added as she frowned.

“How could I forget that? And I’ve even seen them. There’s not many that would love a woman looking like this … except maybe me.”

“I have a lump on my head.”

“Oh dear. One of those, too? What will I do with you?” He frowned.

“Marry me?”

“Hmmm … Well … I will have to think about marrying someone who doesn’t wear lace knickers.”

“You know about those, do you?”

“It appears you know nothing of them. I should buy you the kind I like most.”

Kip pushed open the hospital door with his foot and backed in carrying his future wife. Several nurses came running up to them.

“This young woman, named Rebecca Dorset, was kidnapped and tortured. I think she could use a good going over,” he smiled down a Squeaks.

“Does that mean everywhere?” She asked, casting her eyes down.

“It’s either them or me. Your choice.” It was hard to see, but Squeaks was blushing like he’d never seen her. Her spirits were high, and that was a godsend to him.

A rolling bed was instantly before him, and he laid her on it. He wanted to kiss her before she was whisked away, but he thought better of it. “How long will she be?”

“Are you her husband?”

“Soon.” They wheeled her through the door.

“A few hours if she is allowed to leave.” The nurse called back as the doors swung closed.

He sat down in the waiting room. First came in the apostles, then Zac, followed by many drivers. It was standing room only.

“Marc, she will be several hours before anyone can see her. Is my horse outside. I need to get away for a while.”

“Aye, Kip. I’ll watch over her until you return.” Marc thought Kip was headed to Lord Stokes.

Kip would visit his father’s home.

 

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“Son, I am so glad to see you safe and hear that Lady Squeaks can mend. I’m proud of you.”

“Father, I am going to ask her to marry me. Maybe not today or tomorrow, but I felt you should know.”

“Trevor, if she is who you want as a wife, you have my blessing. Does she know of your title, yet?”

“So far, I think it is still unknown. It is my intention to continue allowing her to drive if she wants to do that. I will stay a driver, too, until you think I need to be home. Perhaps I can break it to her gently. I will try, at any rate. I must leave for home. I need to change and get my coach to take Squeaks home to Lord Stokes. We will see you when we can.”

“And Mary?”

“When she last appeared, she was happy again. I think she has moved on. I will always believe she stayed because she knew I needed some closure. She assisted me with that. I will miss her terribly now.”

Black Narcissus = 1st Look

‘BLACK NARCISSUS’
FIRST LOOK AT SISTER CLODAGH
Today you can feast your eyes on the first photo of Gemma Arterton in BBC’s period set series BLACK NARCISSUS in which she plays a nun struggling to contain her repressed emotions in the remote Himalayan

Black Narcissus will air sometime this year at BBC One

mountains up in the palace of Mopu! The three part adaptation of Rumer Godden’s classic novel will also star Alessandro Nivola, Diana Rigg, Gina Mckee and Jim Broadbent!

The English Game … Mar 20

THE ENGLISH GAME which Netflix will stream in all

New series The English Game streams from March 20th at Netflix

its six episodes from March 20th. Like Belgravia, this new period set series also comes from Julian Fellowes following the beginnings of soccer in Britain in the mid 19th century.

The English Game will be a six part series set in the 1800s and will describe how the world’s most popular sport of football crossed class lines and became a worldwide phenomenon despite its humble beginnings on the pitch at London’s Limes Field!
Who Is On The Football Field?

The male part of the cast is exquisitely strong led by two of our dear hunks Edward Holcroft (as Arthur Kinnaird – known as the ‘First Lord of

The mini series will air in six hourlong episodes

Football’) and Kevin Guthrie (as Fergus Suter from Glasgow, who is often considered the first recognized professional footballer) next to Craig

Kevin Guthrie, Ben Batt, Craig Parkinson, Ed Holcroft lead the cast

Parkinson, Ben Batt, Henry Lloyd Hughes, Gerard Kearns and Daniel Ings! Jamestown star Niamh Walsh leads the female part of the cast

Kevin Guthrie plays the Scottish footballer Fergus Suter

alongside Kate Phillips and, sadly, Charlotte Hope (who judging by the trailer, is as bad here as she was scandalously atrocious in the god-awful

Niamh Walsh returns to TV after Jamestown epic drama

Spanish Princess). It is interesting that the actors who play the footballers trained at Trafford Training Centre in Carrington, the training ground of

Downton Abbey’s Julian Fellowes is producing the series

Manchester United. They had to play in the 1880s style that is different from the game today. Check out the beautiful trailer below and tell us what you think:

The Noble Coachman – Chapter 21

 

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Chapter 21
The Brotherhood

 

To Squeaks, it felt like hours since Sarah hopefully escaped the house. Suddenly, her door burst open. Whoever it was, did not have a lantern with them.

Squeaks coward in a dark corner of the room, hoping the open window would not be noticed.

“Where is she?” Came a booming voice.

Squeaks could hear him moving about the room as if searching for her or a missing charwoman. That must mean that Sarah escaped, she thought. Being in a crouched position, she could see a dim light coming from the open door. She debated whether to run or not. The other man was somewhere. She had heard him return. Squeaks sensed the man in her room was coming her way and made a dash for the door. She was quickly subdued with her nightshift being ripped from her body. The man put his rough hands on her breasts.

“What have we here,” he asked in a playful voice.

“Nothing that belongs to you.” Squeaks started kicking his shins. She remembered her father telling her what to do if any man approached her with violence. As she swung her foot into his groin area, she felt her arm snap. He hollered louder in pain than then she did. The second man entered the room carrying a lantern.

His brother was writhing on the floor while Squeaks tried again to slip past him to the door. He easily caught her by the throat and lifted her onto the bed. “Did my brother try to have his way with you, pretty lass?” Placing the lamp on the table, his hand still in a stranglehold around her neck, he felt her breast, finally resting his hand between her thighs overtop of her undergarment.

“You know, my brother is selfish. He took both lasses first. I had to take second. That won’t work three times. He began to rip her underwear off but not without a fight.

Squeaks tried to fight back with her one arm, but she wasn’t succeeding in her own defense.

“Brad, you idiot,” came from the brother on the floor, “that charwoman you hired has escaped. We don’t have time for the wench.”

Unclenching fingers left her neck and private area. Brad backhanded her, knocking her unconscious against the wall. Her mouth bled badly from her teeth cutting the inside of her lips. The two men left the room.

It took Squeaks a few minutes to focus. She struggled with the pain in her arm, face and was gasping for air. She would never survive the next round. She felt like she was going into a coma. Her mind whirled. Any of the hundred drivers she had met or seen was capable of doing what just happened to her … and she hadn’t seen the worst. She knew men were much stronger, but the power they could actually wield against a woman fighting shattered her image of how she could protect herself. Why are women so weak? Now, she understood Kip’s obsession with protecting her or any woman. She’s not sure if she fainted again.

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Kip heard his kitchen door open and men talking. Kyle returned with Inspector Marshall.

“Kip, you seem to have a plan. Do you mind sharing it with me or shall I endeavor to find her with my men?” Marshall cautioned.

Before answering, Kip looked at Kyle, who was holding a bag. “Stokes is gathering what he has in the house,” said Marshall.

Kip took the bag from Kyle and opened it, first pulling out a hank of her beautiful black hair that he loved so much. The apostles silently flinched in sorrow for Kip. Unable to grasp the enormity of what he was holding, he laid her hair in front of her sketch on the mantel. It looked like a shrine to those who saw it.

“There’s a note, Kip.”

Dropping the bag to the floor, he unfolded the note and read it. Mary swirled in his mind, bidding for his attention. He fell into the nearest chair. Holding his head, seemingly in a trance, he watched the images she produced for him.

“What’s wrong with him?” Asked the Inspector.

“We don’t know, but he’s done this before. Just wait. He’ll tell us something after he faints.”

“Faints?”

“Just wait.”

Kip closed his eyes, and the room went silent. First, she showed him the one-eyed man in the room with Squeaks. He jumped to his feet, pacing the floor with his eyes closed, fingers rubbing his temples. Everyone took a step back giving him room. As the image broadened, the one-eyed man was holding her bloodied nightshift. All went blank after that except for the number twenty-seven. Without realizing it, he kept repeating 27, 27, 27. Kip collapsed to the floor after that. Matthew and Lucas rushed to him as he was opening his eyes.

“Give me a few seconds, men.” Kip laid there and collected his thoughts and strength. Everyone was staring at him.

“The one-eyed man has her; he has a glass eye,” he said, looking at Marshall. She is still alive, but she’s been injured in some way, and I believe she’s stripped of most of her clothing. Excuse me for a minute or two.” Kip took the steps, three at a time, to the upstairs.

“Dear God, what he must be going through.”

There was silence in the room.

“Did anyone hear him say twenty-seven? I thought I heard him repeat that.”

“Me too.”

“Can someone explain what’s going on with him,” inquired Marshall.

“We don’t know. He just showed us this tonight. See these drawings; this came from his head, he said. He says they are exact drawings of who we are looking for. Kyle can testify to the coach.”

“So what did the note say?” Someone asked.

“The Inspector picked it up from the floor and read it to them.”

“It sounds like she may still be alive,” Marc replied.

“I am sure Kip, and I put no credence in that part of the statement.” The inspector added.

Kip came down the stairs asking what time it was.

“Quarter past 2:00 a.m.”

 

Hiding in dark doorways, because of the increasing streetlamps, Sarah felt she was finally in the better part of town. The streets were full of coachmen ferrying home the society after their evening out. She tried hailing a few coaches, but no one would stop for a person dressed as her.

Sarah would have to think of another way.

One coachman, having delivered his riders, was coming through town and saw a body lying in the road under a street lamp. Quickly pulling on the reins and setting the brake, the horses stopped in time. Another coachman coming the opposite way saw it, too, and stopped.

The first coachman knelt down to discover it was an older lady who may be injured. Suddenly, the driver felt his lapels being yanked, shocking him to the point of almost dropping her. The second coachmen assisted him in the carry.

“Do either of you know a driver, names Kip?”

The two coachmen looked at each other. “Yes, we do. What is it you have to say about him?” They inquired as they placed her on the curb.

Sarah pulled out a scrap of paper and handed it to the second man.

“It seems to be from Squeaks, saying she has been kidnapped. She is on Hanbury Street but gives no number. Zac put the lady in your coach,” said Perkins. “We must find Kip.”

 

“Let’s get to the park, lads. Inspector, are you coming with us? You will likely need to arrest me before the night is over.” Kip proclaimed with unfaltering resolve. “Just don’t get in my way.” He walked to Warrior like a knight approaching his noble steed. He was ready.

Arriving at the park, many drivers were waiting. There were over fifty, talking in groups. Some had horses. Others had their coaches. Everyone seemed to be armed, which surprised Kip. Again, tears came to his eyes in the darkness. This friendship overwhelmed him more than they could possibly imagine.

All the drivers parked and tethered their horses. They made a circle around Kip. There were in-service and independent drivers coming together for Squeaks.

“Thank you, gentlemen, for the help you are extending tonight to find Miss Dorset. To let you know what we know, I’ll start with telling you that Lord Stokes has a doctor with him because he has had chest pains. Clyde Dorset is going to have a breakdown, I fear. We have just received a ransom note, so there is hope that Squeaks is still alive. I know that she has been kidnapped by the same men who murdered Miss Caldwell. We have narrowed our search area to Whitechapel. I hope you may have seen the sketches of the men or coach we are looking for. If not, Marc has them in his coach. We do not have an address, but we do have an hour, and we do have Squeaks’ Army. She once said to me with all the help offered to her, she felt like she was building an army. Little did she know how true that would come to be. Detective Inspector Marshall shall be riding with us tonight. Is there anyone here that knows the Whitechapel District well?”

Several drivers raised their hands.

“Please come forward and help coordinate the search areas. It seems we have about 50 men here.”

“There are two coaches approaching. They are traveling fast.” Someone shouted. Everyone turned in that direction. The two coaches entered the park but had to park far in the rear. “That’s Zac. It looks like he has an old woman with him.”

“Make way,” Zac was heard shouting. He had to hold up the woman, so another driver took her other side.

“Kip, this woman has brought a note from Squeaks. She was hired to feed her, but Squeaks made her escape for her life. Here is the note. Her name is Sarah.”

Kip took both of Sarah’s hands in his as he faced her. “Was the lady alive when you left her.”

“She were, yes. They cut off her hair and broke her nose.”

Gasps came from the crowd surrounding them.

“She ain’t going to be alive long, though. I overheard them. They gots some kind of ransom note. I heard them say she and I would be dead before morning. They was going to hang me in the stable.”

“So they have a stable?”

“Aye, it’s around back. It’s really a shed. There are no doors on it, only a roof. You has to go down the back alley to get to the opening in the back.”

“Thank you, Sarah.” Kip read the note out loud.

“How long has it taken you to get this to us?”

“Maybe 2 hours. I didn’t know which way to get to the good drivers as the little Miss called you blokes. She told me to look for the brighter streets with many lamps.”

“You will be well rewarded. I’d like you to rest in the carriage you came in. We must find the young lady immediately.”

“You better hurry before they have …their way … with her, is whats they said. I knows what they meant.”

Kyle stepped up and took the lady by the arm and escorted her back to Zac’s coach.

Unexpectedly, Kip was overtaken by his sister’s swirling image. He stopped speaking in mid-sentence and held his head. He fell to his knees and closed his eyes. Mary was beautiful. She looked gay and happy as he had remembered her. “What do you want me to see? Show me what you wish me to see?” The drivers heard him pleading.

The drivers milled around talking among themselves at this strange sight.

“He’ll be all right in a moment,” shouted Matthew.

Just before Kip fainted, the number twenty-seven returned. Round and round it went in his mind, like a carousel. He collapsed. Lucas and Matthew ran to him and pulled him into a standing position. It took him a moment to focus. He pulled out Squeaks note.

“Listen up, men. I believe we will find her at 27 Hanbury Street.”

“What happened, Kip,” someone asked.

“I have a small gift of sight. It’s only recent but it has been steady and true, For the second time today, I kept seeing the number twenty-seven. Squeaks note says she’s on Hanbury Street. Where are the drivers that know Whitechapel?”

Kip had a street map ready from when he was learning. The former Whitechapel drivers showed everyone where Hanbury Street was.

“If I could have everyone’s attention. We will fast-pace from here to Hanbury Street. It’s unfortunate that people are abed. We should be a sight. When we get within one block of Hanbury, I would like to hear everyone whistle sharply, like we hear all day. That is intended to get their attention and move away from Squeaks to the windows. This should buy us another minute or two. We will encircle the block to prevent any attempted escape. Myself, the Inspector and several others will go through the front door. Those near the back, break that door down. Inspector, do you have anything to add?”

“These two men will be armed and prepared to fire. As will be expected, they will know they cannot escape the house and will find Miss Dorset and use her as a shield. We may have to negotiate, but I doubt that. We just want to be able to prevent them from shooting her. They will have no compunction about pointing a gun to her head, hoping we will let them go. I’m asking everyone here not to act hastily. That is all.”

“Tomorrow, the world will see us as more than mere drivers. All set men? Let’s drive.”

Blithe Spirit 2020 *** May 01. 2020 UK

PUTS JUDI DENCH AND DAN STEVENS AMONG SPIRITS
Blithe Spirit arrives this spring / USA release as yet to be announced

True love never dies. Literally in the first delightful trailer and poster for Studiocanal’s fantasy comedy  BLITHE SPIRIT which will spirit its way into UK cinemas this May starring Judi Dench and Dan Stevens alongside Isla Fisher, Leslie Mann and Emilia Fox. Judi Dench plays a  spiritualist medium who holds a seance for a writer (Dan Stevens) suffering from writers block but accidentally summons the spirit of his deceased first wife which leads to an increasingly complex love triangle with his current wife of five years. The movie does not have a release date for Northern America, but will hit parts of Europe from June.

The Letter for the King (series) *** Mar 29

  ‘THE LETTER FOR THE KING’
NEW TRAILER AND POSTERS!
You can also check out a new trailer for new fantasy series THE LETTER FOR THE KING which will arrive to Netflix March 29th as the adaptation of a 1962 classic book from their writer Tonke Dragt. How to Train Your
The series arrives March 20th  29th on Netflix

Dragon and Puss in Boots’ Will Davies adapted the six episode series which stars Amir Wilson in the lead role of a young boy who holds the fate of the kingdom in his hands when he embarks on a quest to deliver a secret message, David Wenham as Sir Tiuri the Valiant, Jakob Oftebro as Crown Prince Iridian, Jack Barton as Foldo, Jonah Less as Jussipo and Ruby Serkis as Lavinia.

 

The Story
is set in a fantasy world of three kingdoms, following 16 year old squire Tiuri. When he answers a desperate call for help, he finds himself on a perilous mission that could cost him his life.

The new series will air in six hourlong episodes

He must deliver a secret letter to the King who lives across the Great Mountains. Tiuri must abandon his home, break all the rules and leave everything behind – even the knighthood he has dreamed of for so long. The

The series is based on a beloved children’s classic from Holland

future of the entire realm depends on the letter and Tiuri must trust no one and keep his true identity secret. Above all, he must never reveal what is in the letter.

 

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