A woman of a certain age who has three cats underfoot, and has the dream of filling her passport with stamps. Books, classical music, tea, cats, movies, art, fancy needlework, and anything else I can think of.
One of my least favourite novels that had Richard the Lionheart in it. Trite, silly and full of cliches. Yawn. The Heroine (yes, it does need to capitalize, as she is yet another Mary-Sue), trapses about as a male minstrel, somehow managing to hide her sexuality and gender throughout. I hated it. Just two stars and not recommended.