Britain during the decade after the Second World War looked both ways : back towards the old certainties of the empire and forward to modern change...
Lydmouth is an ancient market town on the borders of England and Wales, a picturesque place with a ruined castle and a wealth of Georgian frontages. To it comes journalist Jill Francis, an outsider in more ways than one.
It is the week before Remembrance Sunday. Jill has her own tragic reasons for knowing that November is the month of the dead. Wenn workmen demolishing an old inn discover the pityful remains of a newborn baby in a disused privy, Jill becomes an unwilling partner in Detective Inspectore Thornhill's investigation. The case stretches back to a celebrated Victorian murder trial, and forward to the more recent past, its ramifications spreading through the close-knit community. Old wounds begin to bleed again, and suddenly there is another corpse.
(back cover)

To the winner of the draw.

Thanks for the book! :-)

First of all, please note you need good glasses to read this book! It's written very small! ;-)

I liked the story even though sometimes I got a bit lost about who was who.

Left in the book shelf at the entrance of the supermarket.
Enjoy! :-)

Update: on Aug 7th, the book wasn't there anymore.