Welcome to Dolores Gordon-Smith, who’s here to tell us about the latest Jack Haldean mystery, TROUBLE BREWING. In my BBC days, when I did a lot of interviewing, I tried to think up questions that were a bit different, off-beat, to ask my victims – er, guests. But when I realised that TROUBLE BREWING is set against the surprising background of the 1920s coffee trade, I knew all I need today is one of the classic questions we authors get asked all the time. So, Dolores…where did the idea for this unusual background come from?
Well, you know how it is. Casting around for an idea one day, I picked up the mug beside me… and there it was; coffee. So where did it come from? Apart from Tesco’s, that is. Brazil? Yes, and other exotic places too.
So what about a coffee importers….? They’d be in London. of course, but they’d have a plantation in Brazil. Cue for a re-read of Peter Fleming’s wonderful Brazilian Adventure written in 1932. Lots of background there.
The next stop after that was the 1911 Encyclopaedia Britannica, which is so fascinated by coffee it devotes four and a half double-columned pages to the subject before it can tear itself away.
As the story grew, naturally I needed more information. Prices became significant, so that was a day or so scrolling through 1920’s newspapers for prices on the London Stock Exchange.
Despite tea being far and away the most popular hot drink in Britain, coffee was readily available to the working class from mid Victorian times. This is from Henry Mayhew’s London Labour and the London Poor.
For those who were either up late or rose early there were the coffee stalls. Some opened as early as midnight, while others did not start trading until three or four in the morning. The former appealed to “‘night-walkers’- fast gentlemen and loose girls” while those that opened in the morning were more likely to be patronized by working men
The price they charge is ld. per mug, or ½d. per half-mug, for the coffee, tea, or cocoa; and ½d. a slice the bread and butter or cake. The ham sandwiches are 2d. each, the boiled eggs ld., and the water-cresses a halfpenny a bunch.
The first world war broke up the class boundaries and by the time the 1920s arrived, the price seems to be about 3d or so for a drink and there’s plenty of accounts of “Young Gents” stopping by a coffee stall for a pick-me-up after a night out.
However – and here’s the oddity – coffee – “real” coffee was a drink that, to the British, had an awful lot of class. Mrs Beeton waxes lyrical about Italian coffee and Lord Peter Wimsey seems downright finicky about it. That’s probably because coffee, for the masses, was not only instant but mixed with syrup and chicory. This is the coffee I remember from my childhood. The best known brand was Camp Coffee with the iconic label.
I had great fun inventing my own version of Camp (it’s called Royale in Trouble Brewing) and to find out exactly how important Royale Coffee, with the blue-and-yellow label is and how it plays its part in murder, deception, Jack being very clever and very brave – and misunderstood – well, the answers lie in Trouble Brewing.
TROUBLE BREWING is published in hardback by Severn House in the UK; the US edition will be out this coming August. Watch out for news of other formats, ebooks and paperbacks, on Dolores’ website, www.doloresgordon-smith.co.uk where incidentally anyone anywhere can order a signed copy right now.
I found this really interesting.Camp makes really tasty butter icing or coffee cake.
Daphne, I never knew that, but it sounds delicious. I remember trying to drink camp coffee as a child, but didn’t like it because it was sweet (which would make it ideal for icing.) We had ground coffee at home which my Mum made in a Cona, a glass flask with a funnel on top heated by a meths burner…a lot of trouble, but tasty. I was greatly relieved whtn instant coffee powder came in, just in time for my student days. Like all students we drank so much of it we should have taken out shares in a coffee company!
thank you for the great background, Dolores! Since TROUBLE BREWING is on my TBR, but i haven’t got myhands on it yet, I was trying to decide whether the brew was tea or beer–wrong-o on both counts!
Donna, let’s persuade Dolores to do a Jack Haldean about the brewers of beer! We could all help her with the research…
Beer, eh? The old laugh and titter, in Cockney rhyming slang. Yes, I think I could think about beer. A veritable vat of inspiration, in fact. Hmm.
Let me know when the party starts! Seriously, looks like my next research hop across the pond will be in August if promised contract arrives on schedule.
Donna, I hope you manage to get over here this year. And meanwhile, Dolores, I’ve got the perfect title for your mystery about the beer trade…A HUNDRED THOUSAND FLAGONS. I’ve just realised that one of my Aurelia’s adventures has beer connections also…A BITTER CHILL.
Wonderful, Jane! I howled.
A Hundred Thousand Flagons indeed! If there was a funeral involved (granted it’s a crime book) it could be called “I’m here for the bier”
That’s lovely! Start writing it immediately, and I’ll pre-order my copy now please.
Stan says never mind about the murder–he’ll just order a book of puns. you two could write one! but then, someone might murder the punster.
A book of puns? Stan, we could probably do that, but I agree, we might not survive long enough to collect the enormous royalties it would generate. (Well we can all drream, can’t we?) What would we call it now?…How about ONCE APUN A TIME?
I would suggest THE PUN ALSO RISES, but I’m afraid it’s not original, so ONCE UPUN A TIME IT IS! Can’t wait to tell Stan when he gets home.
I love THE PUN ALSO RISES. I’m mortified to discover when I google ONCE APUN A TIME that someone else has got there first with a pun book. Rats! Back to the drawing-board…how about GLUTTON FOR PUN-ISHMENT?
Stan is laughing.
Or what about a lighthearted fun book, Jane, called PUN-RUN?
Another really good one, Margaret! Really, I never knew the standard of puns among my friends was so excruciating – er, I mean…no, there isn’t a better word!