Mrs Hudson’s First Review

Back in 2001 the Guest of Honour at our Annual Dinner was the brilliant writer and comedian Barry Cryer, who proved to be a real devotee of the great detective. He’s proved it again with Mrs Hudson’s Diaries: A View from the Landing at 221B, written with his son, actor and writer Bob Cryer (The […]

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ON THE STAIRS WITH DENIS DIDEROT

Picture the scene. An 18th century dinner party. The philosopher Denis Diderot is left speechless by a witty remark. He sums up his predicament thus: “A sensitive man, such as myself, overwhelmed by the argument levelled against him, becomes confused and can only think clearly again when he reaches the bottom of the stairs” And […]

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MRS HUDSON’S DIARIES by Barry Cryer & Bob Cryer

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Hello Boys! Form an orderly queue, because here she is! From October 15th 2012 you will be able to buy your very own portable landlady. Possibly the most famous landlady of them all. Mrs Hudson.

One frosty winter morning, deep in the vaults of Cox & Co. at Charing Cross, a battered biscuit tin is discovered…

Inside are the diaries of that long- suffering resident of 221b Baker Street, Sherlock Holmes’ landlady, the unflappable Mrs Hudson.

She presents her portrait of life with the great detective and his ever-faithful companion with relish, mustard and no small amount of dropped eaves. Mysterious visitors, disappearances, shouts and bangs – life below stairs at 221b is often silly, slapstick and sentimental in equal measure.

A VIEW FROM THE LANDING AT 221B

The diaries these offer an affectionate and hilarious sketch of a remarkably enterprising Victorian female, whose humorous musings encompass talking to the spirit world, dancing with government officials and nights at the music hall. Interspersed with Mrs Hudson’s fascinating keepsakes – letters, recipes, calling cards and photos – this is a must-have addition for any Sherlock Holmes aficionado.

Behind every great man is an even greater woman … demanding rent.

AVAILABLE FROM OCTOBER 15TH 2012 FROM THE ROBSON PRESS

The Paper Chain

I’ve never loved anyone like this before A nail circles my heart with a trail Gliding pocketed vale reaching ragged lapel Buttoning down dance floors and collaring cliffs Scratch swamping painted paper crags Toothed ragged by each missing missive Watered wet with lost lust and tears of confusion The vanguard fires its final shot Stuffing […]

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Tomorrow – A Poem for Jenny & Lisa

Tomorrow An Epithalamium My love will dawn tomorrow – so they said Cupid was a text ping ringtone cell phone My cherubs sang an inbox flagged with red Yet my revolution had been postponed My love was locked in Buffalo, diverted Shuffled in a slush piled Devil’s Island The swim to freedom’s ticker tape was […]

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