Mary Eleanor Bowes was born in 1749. Her father was extremely wealthy and, unusually for the time, had her well educated. A most eligible young woman, not least because she was the richest heiress in C18th Britain. Her first wedding was nothing unusual for the time. Pretty loveless and to an older man it wasn’t a romantic love match. Her second, to a dashing young soldier, was. Mary Eleanor probably hadn’t intended to marry Andrew Robinson Stoney, but upon hearing that he had fought a duel for her honour and was laying on his deathbed wishing for nothing but her hand in marriage… well, who could resist that romance!
RT @djdaisyjohnson The Guardian reporting here on the letter from members of the UK and Irish Publishing Community. This is a letter of love and support. More than 200 writers and publishers sign letter in support of trans and non-binary people theguardian.com/books/2020/se…
@holland_tom Maybe a private group have the right to say nope to dickheads... Nothing to do with censorship or blasphemy