Share Your Love to a Child in Need–Campaign to shower little ill boy Danny Nickerson with love via your birthday cards to him, July 23, 2014 Gratiana Lovelace (Post #607)

According to the article link shared by Celebrity Stylist Ilaria Urbinati on Twitter late Please-send-cards-to-ill-kid-DannyNickerson_Jul2214IlariaUrbinatiTuesday night, Danny Nickerson (right) is not quite six years old and has inoperable brain cancer. His 6th birthday is this Friday, July 25. Please consider sending him a birthday card.

Here is an excerpt from the article:

“Danny Nickerson is five years old and excited to be turning six this Friday, July 25th.

This past October, Danny was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor: one that is particularly resistant to treatment. Fewer than 10% of kids diagnosed with this type of tumor live beyond 18 months after diagnosis.”

“The only thing Danny wants for his birthday is more mail. So let’s send him some for his birthday. He also likes Lego and Super Mario, but he really just wants cards and letters.
Send him a card at the address below.

Danny Nickerson
P.O. Box 212
Foxboro, MA, 02035

Even if you don’t send a card, please share this with your friends. We hope other sites pick this up. We’d like to see Danny’s mailbox filled with cards and letters (and maybe some Lego.)
Happy birthday, Danny. We hope you’ll see many more.”

The article link again is:

Thanks again to Ilaria Urbinati who tweeted this link!

My thoughts and prayers are with Danny and his family. I’m sending my card to Danny in the morning mail. I hope that it reaches Danny in time for his birthday.  Hugs!

P.S. The preferred postal spelling of the name of the town is correct in the address above as “Foxboro”, though “Foxborough” is used as an alternative spelling per wiki.

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Stormy Sunday Reblog: Link for Advance Screenings of Richard Armitage’s New Film “Into the Storm”, July 20, 2014 Gratiana Lovelace (Post #606)

Into-theStorm2014--RichardArmitage-etal_WarnerBros_Jul2014IntotheStormmoviecom-sized-crop-flip“Now we’re still encouraging you to attend a screening of exquisitely talented British actor Richard Armitage’s (left) new film “Into the Storm”(right) its opening weekend wherever you live–for the U.S., that is the weekend of August 8-10th, 2014. … Remember, opening weekend box office and word of mouth buzz from movie goers can make or break a film’s success.

But if you just can’t wait to see the film …”

Go to the OpeRAtion Into the Storm 2014 website for a link to information about advanced screenings of Into the Storm around the world and other news:


Comments over there, please. Thanks!

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“N&S: John Thornton, Love Lessons”, Ch. 71 (PG-13): Advent Surprises, Part 2, July 19, 2014 Gratiana Lovelace (Post #605)

“N&S: John Thornton, Love Lessons”, Ch. 71 (PG-13):
Advent Surprises, Part 2,
July 19, 2014 Gratiana Lovelace (Post #605)

aaaN&SJohnThorntonLoveLessonsFanFicCoverDec2913GratianaLovelace-256x401(An original fan fiction copyrighted by Gratiana Lovelace;   All rights reserved; Based on the Elizabeth Gaskell novel, North & South and its 2004 BBC adaptation; No copyright infringement intended)

[I will illustrate my story using my dream cast from the 2004 BBC production of “North & South” and other actors for additional characters:   Richard Armitage for John Thornton, Daniela Denby-Ashe for Margaret Hale, Lesley Manville for Mrs. Maria Hale, Tim Pigott-Smith for Mr. Richard Hale, Sinead Cusack for Mrs. Hannah Thornton Ogilvy, Jo Joyner for Fiona/Fanny Thornton Ogilvy, Brendan Coyle for Nicholas Higgins, Graham McTavish as Dr. Cameron Ogilvy, Holliday Grainger for Angharad Ogilvy MacIntosh, Simon Woods for Baird Ogilvy, and Emma Ashton as Mrs. Dillard, John Light as Henry Lennox, Tim Faraday as Watson, Gillian Anderson at Carlotta Quint Watson, Jeremy Northam as Dr. Miles Houghton, Gerard Butler as Lord Jamie Ogilvy, and Juliette Lewis as Lady Thistle Ogilvy, etc.] [(1) story logo]

Author’s Mature Content Note: “N&S: John Thornton, Love Lessons” is a story with mature themes of love and relationships set within a period drama of the 1850’s. As such there will be heartfelt moments of love and sensuality (S)–as well as other dramatic emotions (D), including some violence (V)–and I will rate those chapters accordingly. If you are unable or unwilling to attend a movie with the ratings that I provide, then please do not read that chapter. This is my disclaimer.

Author’s Recap from the previous chapter: Hannah Lady Airlie and Cameron Lord Airlie welcomed their baby son Lord Gavin Victor Ogilvy into the world at Airlie Castle in Scotland on Friday, November 28, 1851 with John & Margaret, Baird and Fanny, and Thistle and Jamie in attendance. And Lady Fiona manages to go into labor in the same days–several weeks early of her January 1852 due date.


N&S: John Thornton, Love Lessons”, Ch. 71 (PG-13): Advent Suprises, Part 2

The scene around the birthing bed in the Airlie Castle Master bedchamber suite is intense–with John and Margaret, Lord Jamie and Lady Thistle and their children, and Lord Baird and Lady Fiona surrounding Hannah Lady Airlie and Cameron Lord Airlie. The family has just met Hannah’s and Cameron’s baby son Lord Gavin Victor Ogilvy only minutes ago when Lady Fiona experiences birthing pains several minutes apart.

Cameron: “Herrre we go again!” The extended Ogilvy-Thornton family patriarch and physician shakes his head wryly.

Fiona: “Aaaaaaaaah!” Fiona cries out in even greater pain now that she has been in active labor for fifteen minutes.

Hannah: “Fanny, you should lie down in one of the guest bed chamber suites.’’ Hannah invokes her motherly concern for her daughter, even as she cradles her newborn son.

Fiona: “Mama? My name is Fiona.” Fiona/Fanny says a trifle petulantly before another pain hits her. “Arrrrgh! Oh Baird? I want to have our baby at our home!” She holds her tummy as another pain hits her.

Baird: “Papa?” Baird flails about–giddy with the excitement of their baby about to be born and terrified all at the same time.

Cameron: “Nay, Fiona! Let me examine you firrrst to ascerrrtain your prrrogrrres.” Cameron admonishes firmly.

Lady Fiona nods and is assisted into a nearby guest bed chamber by her husband Lord Baird Ogilvy, her cousin Lady Thistle, and her father-in-law, Cameron Lord Airlie–with little five year old Lady Blythe Ogilvy tagging along in the rear. Once inside the guest bedroom, Cameron turns into Dr. Ogilvy.

Cameron: “Let us remove your dress and petticoats and get you into bed where I may examine you.” He states officiously like the medical practitioner he is. Baird nods his head.

Fiona: “I don’t know if I want my father-in-law examining me. Arrrrhhhhhhg!” She cries out in pain.

Thistle: “Fiona, ye must see sense. Cousin Cameron is a physician. Let him help you.”

Lady Blythe: “I will help, too.” Lady Blythe raises her hands and wiggles her fingers gleefully.

Thistle: “Not now, Blythe.” Her mother, Lady Thistle, gently pushes her daughter Lady Blythe’s hands to her sides and stifles a laugh.

Baird: “Fiona?” Baird looks helplessly at his wife, begging her to give in.

Fiona: “Oh, alright.”   Fiona shakes her head and closes her eyes as Lady Thistle helps her disrobe behind a standing screen and then she slides into bed in her camisole and pantaloons. “I suppose you do this all the time.” She looks at her father-in-law nervously as she wriggles out of her pantaloons under the bed sheet.

Cameron: “Well, at least with grrrreat rrregularrrrity. Baby 3, 452 was Gavin.   And yourrr baby will be 3, 453.” He sets his medical bag on a bedside table and pulls out his stethoscope.

And little Lady Blythe thinks that she will keep track of the lambs and babies that she helps to be born. So far, one lamb is to her credit. But if Lady Blythe gets to help birth Lady Fiona’s baby, then she would also have a person baby on her list–thus evening the tally between her two groups of patients.

Baird: “Ye keep trrrack, Papa?” Baird asks quizzical astonishment.

Cameron:   “Aye! I dooo.” Cameron smiles pridefully as he leans over his daughter-in-law Lady Fiona and listens to her heart, then to her stomach. Then he throws back the blanket and lifts up the bottom end of the bed sheet and guides her legs open to let him have a look. “Ach! Yourrr womb is quite dialated now and the birrrth could be prrrecipitous.”

Cameron states firmly after examining her womb visually and by probing her birth canal for its widening. Something that Fiona did not want to have happen–her father-in-law, down there–but he is a doctor and Baird insisted that she receive his care. The winter weather is too precarious to risk sending for the village doctor. And the midwife is already here at Airlie Castle, attending to Hannah Lady Airlie.

Baird: “Then Fiona should not be moved to the cottage. My Love, ye will have our bairrrn in the castle!”

Lord Baird smiles brightly and pats her hand, as if his wife Lady Fiona giving birth in Airlie Castle is a special privilege. It is, but characteristically Lady Fiona does not see it that way.

Fiona: “But Baird, all my birthing preparations are at home–especially my birthing chair.” She looks pleadingly at her husband Baird.

Cameron: “I think we might have a birthing chair in the castle attics.”  Cameron wearily walks over to the wall–rolling his eyes bemusedly, since none can see him–and he pulls on the nearby chord to summon a servant to search for a birthing chair.

Fiona: “But I want my birthing chair, Papa. It was made to fit me. And I have practiced sitting in it every day to get used to it.”

Baird: “You have?”

Fiona: “Yes, I must have it!” Fiona nods her head, then she is racked with another pain. “Aaaaaaah!”

There is a knock on Fiona’s guest bed chamber door. Thistle goes to see who it is.

Thistle: “It is John and Jamie, Fiona. May they come in?”

Fiona: “Ahhhh!” She cries out in pain. “Oh why not?” Fiona says facetiously, but Thistle takes her meaning literally and lets John and her husband Lord Jamie into the room.   “Good heavens! Let’s bring the whole village in here to watch me give birth.” Fiona shakes her head.

John: “Fanny, dear. How are you feeling? May I get you anything?”

Fiona: “Arrrrgh! I want my birthing chair! And please call me Fee–oh–na!” She stresses as she pants her breathing.

Blythe: “I remember your name Lady Fiona.” Little Lady Blythe chirps.

Feeling out of place in the birthing room, Lord Jamie steps back and leans against the wall–trying not to look in Lady Fiona’s direction–with her ankles and lower legs exposed from the bed sheet only haphazardly dropped by Cameron to cover her womb.

Baird:   “Fiona, I do na want to leave you to get yourrr blasted birrrthing chairrr contrrraption!”

Jamie: Finding a way out of feeling embarrassed by being in the birthing room, Lord Jamie says eagerly. “I’ll go and fetch it and take the wagon.”

John: “I’ll come, too.” John adds–him wanting to be of assistance to his baby sister.

Fiona: “And I want my leather strap with the soft leather padded hand holds to pull on–for when I must bear down.”  She calls after them as they  begin to leave room

Baird: “Fiona, I’m surrre we can rrrig something up here.” Baird pleads.

Fiona:   “I am giving birth to the Airlie heir and I want my padded leather strap, too!” She wails.  “Arrrhhggg!” She cries out in pain.

John: “We’ll get them.” He nods to Fiona.

Baird: Turning to John and Jamie, Baird suggests quickly. “Ourrr butlerrr at Airrrlie Cottage can assist you in finding what Fiona is referrring to at our home.”

Cameron: “Be quick about it lads, Fiona could give birth at any moment.”


Fiona’s imminent birth is still ongoing three hours later–long since after her brother John Thornton and cousin Lord Jamie Ogilvy returned with Fiona’s birthing equipment consisting of her birthing chair, a padded leather strap, and they also brought with the metal floating tub for good measure.

Fiona feels like a watched cooking pot as she waits for her birthing trials to be over and done with.

Fiona:   “It’s not fair! Mama barely had time to sneeze and her baby was born.  Aggghhhh! I want my baby to be born soon.” She worries that she might have the same fate as Margaret and have a difficult birthing experience.

Cameron: “Let me examine ye again.” He does so, but does not find much progress.   But he is hampered by his large hands being uncomfortable for Fiona as he tries to determine where the baby is in the birth canal.

All eyes turn to little Lady Blythe who has become Lady Fiona’s nursemaid–bringing her cold compresses and fresh water to drink. Lady Blythe senses that the room has stopped its buzz of conversational groupings and she looks up at cousin Cameron.

Lady Blythe: “Shall I trrry to see if I can find the baby?” Lady Blythe smiles, holds up her tiny hands and wriggles her fingers. She is gleeful to get the chance to help birth another baby to be born. Well, the last baby she helped birth was a lamb baby. So this will be her first people baby.

Cameron: Cameron turns to Lady Thistle and Lord Jamie? “Arrre ye alrrright with this?” Little Lady Blythe’s parents’ nod in agreement. “Fiona?”

Fiona: “Yes, please, anything.” Fiona is tired and just wants this to be done!

Lady Blythe:   “Yayyy!” Little Lady Blythe raises her arms in the air in jubilation–for her experiencing a aaN&SJohnThorntonLoveLessonsFanFicCh71ImagesJul1914GratianaLovelaceperson birth [(2) right]. “Mama, please help me rrremove me drrress and I will need an aprrron so I do na get messy.” Lady Blythe wrinkles up her nose–because she guesses that people baby birthing is messy like lamb baby birthing, just without the hay.

Cameron: “Of course, Blythe. But ye arrre only inserting your fingers–maybe your hands–into the birth canal.

Lady Blythe: “Are you cerrrtain? When I birthed the lamb baby, almost me whole arrrm was inside the mama sheep–up to me elbows!” She lifts up her arms to show them.

Lady Fiona blanches, Lady Thistle and Lord Jamie roll their eyes at their daughter’s straight forwardness. John and Baird look uneasy at what Fiona’s reaction might be.

Cameron: “Only yourrr hands arrre rrrequirrred herrre, Blythe.” Cameron assures his daughter-in-law Fiona and every one else in the room.

Lady Blythe: “Don’t worry Lady Fiona.” Lady Blythe suggests soothingly. “I have tiny hands.” She raises them up into the air–wriggling her fingers again. And Lady Blythe thinks that at least with Lady Fiona, she is not likely to get kicked by hooves.

Fiona: “Thank you, Blythe. Papa, Please have her do this quickly.”

Lady Fiona’s much ballyhooed birthing chair sits forgotten off to one side of the bed chamber.   Actually, Lord Jamie is absentmindedly sitting comfortably in it–Fiona lies back on her bed pillow, listlessly. She is mortified to have her little cousin Lady Blythe actively assisting in the birth. But there is nothing for it–just as Lady Fiona had to assist at Margaret’s birth.

The next few minutes are tense ones as Cameron talks little Lady Blythe through putting her hands in Lady Fiona’s womb and seeking to find the baby’s head.

Blythe: “I feel something round and hard.” She says.

Cameron: “That’s the baby’s head.” He nods.

Blythe: “Ooooooh! I feel an ear!”

Cameron: “Gently now, Blythe. Place yourrr hands on eitherrr side of the baby’s head–at the ears–and slowly guide the baby out.”

Lady Blythe places her hands in position. Lady Fiona winces in slight pain, but knowing that Lady Blythe’s small hands are a blessing.

Blythe: She gently pulls, then grimaces. “The baby won’t move.”

Cameron: “Hhhhh!”   Cameron sighs heavily. For having avoided doing a risky ceasarean operation on Margaret last Summer nor on his wife Hannah earlier today, he might have to do one on Lady Fiona. But operating is a last resort. “Keep trying.  Push Fiona.” He admonishes her.

Fiona: “I am pushing.” Lady Fiona whines as she lies listlessly on her pillows.

Lord Baird feels hopeless to help his beloved wife. This is nerve wracking for him, too. He does not want Fiona to be in pain. And he is also worried that the baby still has not come.   Then he has a burst of inspiration.

Baird: “Let us trrry your birrrthing chair. Maybe it will help.” Baird looks over at Lord Jamie. “Jamie, ye will have to give up yourrr seat!” Baird grins impishly. Jamie blushes as he remembers just what he is sitting on–the birthing chair–and he stands up.

Jamie:  “Sorrrry.”  He apologetically shrugs his shoulders with a sheepish look on his face.

Fiona: “Anything.” She sighs tiredly.

Cameron: “Aye! Let’s try it!   Blythe gently rremove your hands frrrom Fiona’s womb.” She does so.

And Blythe’s Mama, Lady Thistle, quickly takes her to the adjacent bathing chamber to wash her hands.

Then Baird and Cameron assist Fiona in rising from her bed. As soon as Lady Fiona is vertical, something seems to shift inside her.

Fiona:   “Ahhhh!”  She cries out in pain.

Baird: “My love?”

Little Lady Blythe comes hobble running out of the bathing chamber with clean hands and she dives underneath Lady Fiona’s billowing nightgown to check without Cameron needing to ask her.  Lady Blythe has a true vocation as a physician–or maybe, as a veterinarian. She hasn’t decided yet.

Blythe: “The baby is coming!”  She announces to the adults focused upon what is happening to Lady Fiona.

Lord Baird and Cameron quickly lift Fiona into the air, walk her over to her birthing chair, and deposit her onto it. A pale Lord Jamie turns away to give Lady Fiona some privacy–as does her brother John–since Lady Fiona’s nightgown is now puddled around her hips while she sits on the birthing chair. Little Lady Blythe sits underneath her ready to catch the baby when it comes out.

And not two minutes later, a wailing baby Ogilvy heir comes into the world. He is not small, but not too big–just right!

Blythe:  “Oh, too bad.  It’s a boy.”   Little Lady Blythe says despondently as she holds the baby out to her Mother to take and clean up. Not so messy as a lamb baby, thinks Lady Blythe.

Baird: “Fiona!   We have a son!” She nods wanly.

Lady Thistle and the Midwife take the baby and clean it off while Cameron attends to the after birth. But Cameron discovers something amiss with Fiona.

Cameron: “Blythe, please put your hands into Lady Fiona’s womb again.”

Fiona: “Oh let’s not. Aren’t we done yet?   I’m done. Let’s be done, everyone.” Lady Fiona protests wanly with a half hearted smile.

But her father-in-law Cameron and little Lady Blythe ignore Lady Fiona. And everyone in the room leans in, astonished to consider what might be happening next.

Blythe: “I feel more ears!” Lady Blythe chirps  gleefully.

Two babies! Although Lady Blythe’s cat had a litter of kittens last week, most larger animals only have one baby at a time–like people, that is, except for Lady Fiona.

Then rapidly, Lord Baird’s and Lady Fiona’s daughter is born–and she is much smaller than her big brother.  But she cries dutifully once, then she goes contentedly back to sleep after her birthing trials.

Fiona: “My little girl!” Lady Fiona gushes, eager to hold her baby girl in her arms.

Cameron and Thistle help Lady Fiona to tidy up by  giving her a sponge bath to refresh herself as the maids put fresh linens on the bed before Lady Fiona is settled back into bed.  Then they hand Lady Fiona her baby daughter whom she gazes upon with astonished wonder.

Carrying his now cleaned up baby boy in his arms, Lord Baird saunters over to his wife in the bed and leans down and lovingly kisses her forehead.

Baird: “My love! We have two childrrren!”  Lord Baird’s sense of manly pride is enhanced by this proof of his virility.   Of course, his wife Lady Fiona also had something to do with the births. “My son and heir and you have your little gerril.” Lord Baird smiles broadly. Lady Fiona smiles adoringly up at her husband. The rest of the family smiles in joy and in relief.

Fiona: “Lovely!   Because I am done with giving birth!  Never again!”   Lady Fiona declares emphatically.  Famous last words.

And so, Lady Fiona and Lord Baird welcome their twins to the world on November 28, 1851–Lord William Charles Ogilvy and Lady Agnes Diana Ogilvy. And the extended Ogilvy-Thornton clan has increased by three today–when you include Hannah’s and Cameron’s son Lord Gavin Victor Ogilvy. Now if only John and Margaret could also one day have a son and heir themselves.

To be continued with Chapter 72


“N&S: JT Love Lessons”, Ch. 71 References, July 18 2014 Gratiana Lovelace (Post #605)

1) “N&S: John Thornton, Love Lessons” story logo: Richard Armitage as John Thornton and Daniela Denby-Ashe in the 2004 BBC period drama North & South, was found at ; For more information about this wonderful 2004 BBC miniseries adaptation of Elizabeth’s Gaskell’s story North & South, visit

2) Image of baby feet is a stock photo from MS Office Clip Art.


Link to Previous Ch. 70:

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Thespian Thursday–Reblogging April’s Violet: Rencontre avec Richard Armitage, July 17, 2014 Gratiana Lovelace (Post # 604)

April’s Violet blogger shares her experiences attending The Crucible at London’s The Old Vic twice last weekend and getting to meet its star the exquisitely talented British actor Richard Armitage. Go to Google Translate like I did to read her post, and then also enjoy her pictures. She and Richard Armitage look fabulous together!


Rencontre avec Richard Armitage

Posted on 17 juillet 2014 by april73TheCruciblePosteratWaterlooStation-dscn4930_Jul1714AprilsVioet

J’ai passé le week-end dernier à Londres pour aller voir la pièce “The Crucible” (“Les sorcières de Salem” en français) d’Arthur Miller, avec Richard Armitage dans le rôle de John Proctor, au théâtre “The Old Vic”.

Nous y sommes allées de bonne heure le vendredi soir, pour pouvoir tranquillement retirer nos places, acheter le programme et les posters et faire quelques photos du théâtre. Nous sommes tombée sur cette affiche dans le métro, juste avant de sortir de la station “Waterloo” :”

For more wonderful remembrances and great pictures, visit April’sViolet’s blog post (click here).


Comments over there, please.  Cheers! Grati ;->

P.S. And may I simply add, that the fire extinguisher next to the poster of the smouldering gaze of Richard Armitage portraying John Proctor in The Crucible  is very appropriate. *wink*

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Thorin Thursday: Richard Armitage and Andy Serkis Talk About THBOTFA in Separate BBC Breakfast Interviews, July 17, 2014 Gratiana Lovelace (Post #603)

We saw Richard Armitage’s BBC Breakfast Interview on July 14th (video courtesy of The Anglophile Channel) where he talked about his projects The Crucible, Into the Storm, and The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies–known as the equally lengthy abbreviation THTBOTFA. Ha!RichardArmitage-andAndySerkis-afterBBCBkfstInt-reTHTBOFAJul1414_Jul1714Serkis-viaManchesterEveningNews-sized

But did you also realize that Richard Armitage’s The Hobbit costar and 2nd Unit Director Andy Serkis (image right, courtesy of Serkis via Manchester Evening News) was waiting in the wings at BBC Breakfast to also talk about his upcoming projects, such as Dawn of the Planet of the Apes and THBOTFA? (BBC Breakfast Interview video courtesy of News Today Watch):

Well, the Manchester Evening News (MEN) put it all together and posted an article in print The_Hobbit_-_Battle_of_the_Five_Armies_Logo_Jul1714wiki-sized(courtesy of RANet, below) and online (link courtesy of TeresaA) relating the above interviews of Armitage and Serkis as Hobbit films colleagues and about their upcoming final film in the trilogy, THTBOTFA (logo right, courtesy of wiki).


These two men–Armitage and Serkis–are busier than ever professionally. And we will enjoy their current and upcoming projects as the Summer and Fall progress.

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BBC Breakfast Interview of Richard Armitage Shares a Montage of Scenes from The Crucible, et cetera, July 15, 2014 Gratiana Lovelace (Post #602)

As one who will not be able to experience the exquisitely talented British actor Richard RichardArmitageinTheCrucible-vid-promo-May3014GratianaLovelaceCap-smlArmitage portray John Proctor in The Crucible in person, I was thrilled to see even a snippet of a few scenes montage in the BBC Breakfast interview broadcast yesterday:

“BBC Breakfast interview with Richard Armitage from today July 14, 2014.” a video by cassiopeia2006

The power of Richard Armitage’s deeply resonant voice and his taut body in total focus as John Proctor in The Crucible is intense and riveting. You believe that he is a man caught in a whirlwind of lies and hysteria spinning out of control–as he becomes powerless to do anything about it, let alone save himself. The symbolic washing of John Proctor’s hands and face–is a cleansing ritual with no redemptive power for Proctor. He is lost, finished, and sentenced to be executed–for a crime he did not commit, his guilt lying elsewhere. When Proctor moanfully cries “god is dead”, I can feel his desperation. I am still trembling.

I can’t even imagine how someone sustains that level of electrifying performance for three and a half hours, eight times a week. Many who have seen the play said that as an audience member, they are spent after experiencing the performance by Richard Armitage and Samantha Colley and the fine ensemble of actors around them. So the actors, themselves, have to be exhausted–emotionally and physically. In bringing Arthur Miller’s play The Crucible to life, the actors recreate a harrowing chapter in American history, that is as chilling with its parallels to modern times–the McCarthy era witchhunts of the 1950’s are but one example.

And since I live in Illinois–4,000 miles away from London–I will have to content myself with these screencaps that I made of The Crucible scenes montage from the BBC Interview:

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And add to the mix, RANet ( sharing a link to the Londonist that had a fabulous review of Richard Armitage portraying John Proctor in The Crucible (image right):

“Even more so, Richard Armitage’s flawless portrayal of John Proctor will stay with you for TheCrucible--RichardArmitage-andSamanthaColley_Jul1414JohanPersson-viaLondonist-sizeda lifetime. His version of the deeply troubled anti-hero may well rocket John Proctor into your mind as one of the greatest on-stage characters of modern times. He’s a fallen man, having inadvertently caused the whole witch-hunt via his adultery with the main ringleader Abigail Williams, played mercilessly, ruthlessly, with sparkling evil by Samantha Colley.

Armitage erupts with guilt, pride, regret and courage; the struggles of his psyche brought dazzlingly to life through the murky grey light of a beautifully stark, dark and barren set. His ultimate end is hard to watch, with the rawness of his inner turmoil painfully palpable.”


If you can, go see this play, The Crucible, at The Old Vic Theatre in London. Its performances run through September 13th, 2014.

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“N&S: John Thornton, Love Lessons”, Ch. 70 (PG-13): Advent Surprises, Part 1, July 12, 2014 Gratiana Lovelace (Post #601)

“N&S: John Thornton, Love Lessons”, Ch. 70 (PG-13): Advent Surprises, Part 1,  July 12, 2014 Gratiana Lovelace (Post #601)

aaaN&SJohnThorntonLoveLessonsFanFicCoverDec2913GratianaLovelace-256x401(An original fan fiction copyrighted by Gratiana Lovelace;   All rights reserved; Based on the Elizabeth Gaskell novel, North & South and its 2004 BBC adaptation; No copyright infringement intended)

[I will illustrate my story using my dream cast from the 2004 BBC production of “North & South” and other actors for additional characters:   Richard Armitage for John Thornton, Daniela Denby-Ashe for Margaret Hale, Lesley Manville for Mrs. Maria Hale, Tim Pigott-Smith for Mr. Richard Hale, Sinead Cusack for Mrs. Hannah Thornton Ogilvy, Jo Joyner for Fiona/Fanny Thornton Ogilvy, Brendan Coyle for Nicholas Higgins, Graham McTavish as Dr. Cameron Ogilvy, Holliday Grainger for Angharad Ogilvy MacIntosh, Simon Woods for Baird Ogilvy, and Emma Ashton as Mrs. Dillard, John Light as Henry Lennox, Tim Faraday as Watson, Gillian Anderson at Carlotta Quint Watson, Jeremy Northam as Dr. Miles Houghton, Gerard Butler as Lord Jamie Ogilvy, and Juliette Lewis as Lady Thistle Ogilvy, etc.] [(1) story logo]

Author’s Mature Content Note: “N&S: John Thornton, Love Lessons” is a story with mature themes of love and relationships set within a period drama of the 1850’s. As such there will be heartfelt moments of love and sensuality (S)–as well as other dramatic emotions (D), including some violence (V)–and I will rate those chapters accordingly. If you are unable or unwilling to attend a movie with the ratings that I provide, then please do not read that chapter. This is my disclaimer.

Author’s Recap from the previous chapter: Friday, November 21, 1851, Lord Baird and the heavily pregnant Lady Fiona Ogilvy arrive–via train from London–at Angus, Scotland to visit their parents–Lord Airlie, Dr. Cameron Ogilvy and his soon to give birth wife Lady Airlie, Hannah Thornton Ogilvy. Lady Fiona has obtained many of the latest pregnancy comfort devices–such as water tubs and water mattresses–and brought them with them for their stay for the Christmans holidays. With Lady Fiona’s due date being January 1852, she has over a month to wait to givebirth. However Lady Fiona is so roundly pregnant that her little five year old cousin, Lady Blythe Ogilvy was almost to the point of offering Lady Fiona her lamb birthing services. As it was, Lady Fiona tried to coax her mother, Lady Airlie, into trying out one of the water tubs to no avail. This Christmas season will be the first for the newly married Ogilvy couples–and bring a few surprises with them.


“N&S: John Thornton, Love Lessons”, Ch. 70(PG-13): Advent Surprises, Part 1

The week after Baird and Fiona arrived at the Airlie Estate near Angus, Scotland on Cortachy CastleFriday, November 21, 1851 is filled with relaxing past times–especially for the two pregnant ladies. They do not venture out of their homes–Airlie Castle [(2) right] for Hannah, Lady Airlie and Airlie Cottage for Lady Fiona–due to the cold weather and sometimes slippery snowy conditions. The brisk wintery winds blow and howl throughout the trees at night. But for the large castle having twenty five fireplaces, they and the castle staff might all freeze. Happily, Hannah has also seen fit to have copious rugs and tapestry retrieved from the attics–and thoroughly beaten clean–to be hung on the walls and strewn about the floors, respectively.

Anne_Hathaway' Lady Fiona at Airlie Cottage [(3) left], takes full advantage of all of the pregnancy pampering equipment that she and her husband Lord Baird brought with them. Their large and spacious 10 bed chamber cottage now even boasts running water–a necessity for the aquatic nature of many of Lady Fiona’s contrrraptions, as her husband Lord Baird bemusedly refers to them. The water mattress is, of course, a boon to their lovemaking–with Lady Fiona on top giving her control of their rhythm since she is now fully eight months pregnant and more delicate, in reality, when before her marriage Lady Fiona was merely slightly hypochondriacal about her many fusses about her health.

But the the water tub is Lady Fiona’s favorite place to float away her back pain and swollen ankles woes in the afternoons–when she seems to feel at her most swollen. Her husband finds that he is hard pressed to get her out of her six foot by four foot oblong metal tub that she had specifically made to her specifications–right down to the lovely vine and flower scroll work along the top rim edge of the tub. Only the enticement of visiting Airlie Village shoppes twice this past week–with all manner of handmade frippery and finery that ladies so appreciate–has Lady Fiona upright and walking short distances with her husband as he assists her in her many purchases of ribbons, linens, under clothes, and of course, copious amounts of baby clothes. Lord Baird and Lady Fiona make for quite a happy couple as they greet everyone–who blesses them and their coming baby.

However Lady Fiona’s mother, Hannah Lady Airlie, is not so sanguine. As Hannah’s December 1st due date approaches, Cameron can tell that Hannah is beginning to feel more anxious about giving birth as a now fifty year old woman. Truth be told, Cameron is concerned that the strain of child birth might cause her–or him–to have a stroke. And with John and Margaret set to arrive from Milton by train on Friday, November 28th to spend the Christmas holiays in Scotland, events do not go as planned. So as every good husband does when his wife is in a delicate condition, Cameron Lord Airlie, is ever solicitous, ever attentive, and ever loving of his beloved wife Hannah Lady Airlie.

Hannah slept quite blissfully this Thursday night just past before John and Margaret’s CameronandHannah-aslovers-in-bed_May1214spyghanacom-GratianaLovealce-manip5wCameronsHead-sized-crop--titled-sheetdrkexpected arrival on Friday afternoon–due in no small part to her husband’s loving attentions. At first, Hannah blushingly thought their lovemaking might be considered shocking–especially since she is due to give birth in three days time. But after her husband’s second romantic tryst in eight hours with her–this time, this morning–Hannah feels quite content and happy as her husband tenderly embraces her afterward [(4) right].

Cameron: “Well, me Dearrr. Ye look so rrradiant that the morning sun’s brilliant rrrays arrre muted by comparrrison.” Cameron lovingly smiles at Hannah.

Hannah:   “If I am glowing, then you are the culprit.” Hannah states primly, but with a small smile curling at the corners of her mouth.

Cameron: “Did ye wish to take brrreakfast in bed today, My Love?” He asks caringly. “I will join ye.” Cameron adds huskily with a wickedly raised eyebrow as he caresses her full round right breast. Her beautiful womanly curves have become even more so as her pregnancy progressed–to his endless admiration. And Cameron’s prescription for boosting his wife’s spirits–and possibly facilitating an easier childbirth–is much lovemaking.

Hannah: “Cameron! You are incorrigible!” Hannah playfully swats at her husbands hand, but does not push him away from caressing her. For the first time in her life, Hannah is a much loved woman–the center of her adoring husband’s attentions. And she glows with happiness. “Breakfast in bed will be lovely!”

Cameron: “I will be right back after requesting it.” He kisses her tenderly and rubs noses with her, then he kisses her again.

Reluctantly, Cameron rises from their bed to call their servants. He is like a naked DrOgilvy-isGrahamMcTavish--Dec1913GrahamMcTavishArmy-tumblr_momohrAZmE-sized2-mask2-manipheadtopRev-clrZeus–all toned muscle and broad shoulders. And Cameron’s sixty year old muscular frame on nude display [(5) right] is pleasingly appreciated by his wife Hannah before he dons his robe. Cameron strides to the wall and pulls a chord to ring for a servant. He adds more logs to the fire to warm the room as he waits for a response. A few minutes later, there is a discreet knock upon their bed chamber door and Cameron opens it. A footman in full livery waits upon his Lord with respect and deference–wearing pants rather than a kilt as a concession to it being Winter time. Cameron orders a full Scottish breakfast [(6)] two breakfasts with eggs and sausages, pastries, juice, and much tea, before returning to bed. He is a big muscular man with hearty appetites–obviously.

Sometime later after breakfasting, their attendants help Lord and Lady Airlie dress for the day in their separate dressing rooms. Hannah wears a loose fitting day dress in emerald green velvet that she had made for these final chilly days of her pregnancy. Hannah now eschews the former dark colors she favored before marrying Cameron and embraces brighter and cheerful colors. Cameron dons a casual cashmere [(7)] sweater of heather grey soft wool harvested and knitted from the Airlie Castle Estates large flock of sheep. Wool yarn and the knitted or crocheted products from them–sweaters, blankets, caps, scarves, and gloves–are yet another side venture for the Ogilvy-Thornton Scottish Mills that provides the people of Airlie Villlage and surrounding area much needed work and is an economic boon to the community.

Then Hannah and Cameron spend a quiet morning together in their bed chamber suite’s sitting area–Hannah beautifully embroidering baby clothes with the Airlie “A” on them, whilst Cameron reviews some estate matters of leases and rents at a desk nearby that he had moved into their bed chamber to allow him to spend more time with his wife in the last days of her pregnancy. And Cameron regularly rises from his work desk and crosses the few feet to Hannah to see to his wife’s comfort and he kisses her lovingly. Hannah is feeling a little more discomfort with her pregnancy this morning after breakfasting.  And as a physician and as her husband, Cameron is ever watchful over her. Then after lunch, he sends a message to his son Baird that he will not be accompanying him to the train station this afternoon to fetch John and Margaret and baby Audrey Grace because Cameron does not want to leave Hannah for an instant. Cameron’s change in plans will prove most providential


Though Lord Baird Ogilvy had intended to retrieve John and Margaret Thornton and their baby Audrey Grace by himself after receiving his father’s regrets, his wife Lady Fiona has other ideas. She wants to go to the train station, too. Lady Fiona’s reasons are partially to see her brother and sister-in-law quicker, but also to greet their people. For as the heir presumptive’s wife, Lady Fiona is admired and fawned over–especially now that she is with child.   Fiona is quite gleeful about having the Airlie village’s little ones want to lay their clean hands on her dress over her pregnant tummy. Afterall, to Lady Fiona, children are so dear. Baird takes his wife’s popular adulation in stride–pleased that she has been so well received by their Scottish community.

Baird: With gentle urgency, Baird whispers in his wife’s ear as they wait for the train to come to a full stop at the Angus, Scotland train station. “Fiona, My Love. Ye should sit and rrrest while we wait forrr John and Marrrgarrret and the baby to disembarrrk. Therrre arrre many passengerrrs today and it may take them some time to collect their trrrunks.”

He states logically. But then logic and reasoning tend to bend to Fiona’s whims.

Fiona: “Oh fie, Baird!” Fiona agitatedly paces the train station platform, her navy velvet skirts swish around her in a territorial manor. “If I have to sit still for one more minute, I will burst!” At present, sitting is not as comfortable an attitude as walking or even lying down is for her at this late stage in her pregnancy with only one month to go until she gives birth.

Baird spots John and Margaret alighting from their private compartment and he waves at them–and they wave back as they make their way to Baird and Fiona. Fiona also waves her lace edged fine linen handkerchief at her brother and sister-in law. Their greetings are full of hugs and kisses.

John: “Fanny!” Fiona pouts. “Sorry, I mean Fiona, you look beautiful!” He gives her a gentle hug.

Fiona: “Do I really, Johnny?” He nods his assurance, though John marvels at his sister seeming to have outgrown even the size that his wife Margaret had achieved before she gave birth to their daughter last Summer.

Margaret: “Truly, Fanny! You glow with your impending motherhood.”

Baird: “See, Fiona? I told you, you werrre beautiful.” Baird admonishes in mock seriousness before smiling and leaning down to kiss his pregnant wife on her cheek–since they are in public. Then Baird turns back again to John and Margaret and thei baby. “And look at yourrr bairrrn! Audrrrey Grrrace has grrrown so!” He holds out his hand to the baby and she playfully swats at it.

Audrey Grace: “Eee yah ha!”

Margaret: “That means she likes her Uncle Baird and her Aunt Fiona.” Margaret explains gleefully. Baird and Fiona smile lovingly at their baby niece.

After John and Baird secure the Thorntons’ trunks on a luggage cart, they and a train station porter all walk back to the entrance where their large carriage is waiting.

Fiona: “Was your journey tolerable, Margaret?” Fiona asks soliticiously of the two hour trip.

Margaret: “Well, it was an experience traveling by train for the first time with the baby.” Margaret rolls her eyes.

John: “Yes.   But if I had not foreseen our need for certain necessities, we might have been in a very bad way.” John blanches.

Baird: “Oh? What necessities?” Baird asks cluelessly.

John: “Well … cleaning up after her messes.” John lifts up a sealed oil skin bag–with the water proofing easy clean surface on the bag’s interior–containing several soiled baby wrappers in them. And after removing the soiled wrappers for their cleaning, the bag’s interior will clean up easily.

Baird: “I would neverrr have guessed. The baby seems so sweet smelling–as do you, I might add.” Baird jests about John holding the bag–literally. John shrug’s his shoulders good naturedly.

Margaret and Fiona: Tittering with laughter. “Ha ha ha ha ha!”

Fiona: “Oh Johnny, that is a marvelous innovation!   Baird, we will have to get one of those. Where did you purchase it, Johnny?”

John: “Actually, it was Baird’s sister Angharad’s husband Alistair MacIntosh who gifted us with the bag. This baby bag idea was something he came up with recently for their baby Amanda when they travel.”

Baird: “Well! I darrre say that me brrrotherrr-in-law Alistairrr can stand to give us a baby bag as well. This could catch on.” Baird’s mind wanders away a bit thinking about the entrepreneurial possibilities.

But the two young couples cannot tarry for long as they load their carriage, because their cousin Lord Jamie Ogilvy hurriedly dashes up to them on horseback.

Jamie: “Bairrrd!   Bairrrd!”   He waves and calls out to them breathlessly. As his horse Jamie-isGerardButler-asBeowulf_Jul1214ladyoakenshieldtumblr-GratianaLovelace-crop-hairmaniplurches to a halt in front of their carriage at the train station and he pants for his exertions. Sliding off his horse and striding toward his cousin Lord Baird, Lord Jamie Ogilvy looks like a wild man with is now longish hair [(8) right] that he lets grow for warmth during the Winter months.

Baird: “Jamie!   What is wrrrong?”

Jamie: “It is … the …” Jamie pants, trying to catch his breath.

John: “Calm down, man. What is it?”

Margaret and Fiona exchange worried knowing looks.

Jamie: “The bairrrn!   It comes! Thistle sent me to fetch ye to come strrraight away to Airlie Castle.”

Margaret:   “John!   Mama must be having her baby.”

Everyone’s eyes go wide as Lord Jamie vigorously nods his head up and down as his breathing is still shallow.

Jamie: “I alrrready fetched the midwife. Ye must come!”

Baird: “Of courrrse!”

Everyone piles into Baird’s and Fiona’s carriage–even the very large six foot six inch tall Jamie whose horse had been so pushed to its limits in galloping to the Angus train station that it could not be ridden back to Airlie Castle without resting first at the town stables. It is a tense twenty minute ride to Airlie Castle as everyone recalls the difficult time giving birth to Audrey Grace that Margaret had had last Summer. And they worry for the fifty year old Hannah’s health and well being.

But upon entering the large entry hall of Airlie Castle Baird and Fiona, John and Margaret and their baby, and Jamie are greeted by a beautiful sound–a baby’s wailing birthing cry.

Baby: “Waaa waaaa   waaaa!”

In just over an hour, Hannah Thornton Ogilvy has given birth to her and her husband Cameron’s child promptly at 2:15pm on Friday, November 28th, 1851. The young adults–John and Margaret, Baird and Fanny, and Jamie–look at each other shocked for the sudden birth of Cameron’s and Hannah’s baby a few days ahead of its expected arrival of December 1st.

Fiona: “I must go to Mama!” Fiona implores of her husband Baird.

Baird: “Aye!   I am eagerrr to learrrn if I am to have a new baby brother or sister.” As he assists his wife slowly and carefully up the grand central staircase. Her own pregnancy fullness impedes her progress because she must be extra careful not to fall.

John exchanges a knowing looking of trepidation with Lord Jamie–they both know all too well the dangers of childbirth–for the mother and for the child. And there are no castle servants rushing to greet them and tend to their needs. They must all be waiting to hear of the birth.

John: “Come, Margaret. Let us congratulate Mother and Cameron.” John guides his wife up the grand central staircase with steely resolve. He will either find joy at the top of the stairs–or something else. Lord Jamie follows behind them.

Butler: The castle butler meets them at the top of the stairs.   “Welcome My Lord Baird and Lady Fiona, and Mr. and Mrs. Thornton. My apologies for not greeting you downstairs properly just now.

John: “Is all well? Is my mother …?” John’s voice catches in his throat.

Cameron slips into the hallway as the midwife and their servants help finishing tidying Hannah up and making her feel fresh with new bed linens and a new nightgown after a sponge bath–and he smiles warmly at John and at his son Baird. Cameron’s grey sweater sleeves are rolled up and there are a few splotches of blood on the front of himself DrOgilvy-isGrahamMcTavishinInterview-Jan0514torn-sized-brtwhere he had tied around himself a ripped pillow case–much to Hannah’s dismay–to prevent any stray wool hairs from falling into the birthing area where the baby might come in contact with it. Sensing John’s nervousness–and the reason for it, Cameron tries to put John at his ease as he removes his apron like covering with a triumphant smile of joy upon his face [(9) right].

Cameron: “John.” He says softly. “Hannah and the baby are well.” Cameron smiles relievedly.

Everyone sighs their relief:   “Hhhhh!”

Cameron: “Baird and John, would you like to come in and see your mother and greet your new baby brother?” Cameron smiles pridefully–a second son.

Jamie: “Ach! Congratulations.” Jamie lunges forward and embraces his cousin Cameron in a big bear hug–lifting him up off the ground. “A second son! Such a blessing!”

Fiona blanches a bit–because she wants a daughter when their baby is born. Baird smiles at her knowingly and he caringly kisses her temple.

Margaret: “That’s wonderful!”   Then Margaret turns to her baby in her arms, and in a sing songy voices says. “Audrey Grace, you have an uncle!”

Baird and John each realize that not only do they each now have a baby brother–with the baby being the spare for Baird–but now Baird and John are truly brothers bonded by blood with their shared brother.

Fiona has a more subdued expression her face as they are all ushered into see the new Hannah-is-SineadCusack-inBBCs2004North&South-17h03m28s183-Dec2413GratianaLovelaceCap-Manip1-crop-brt-clr4drsprpl-flip-blur-ovalbaby–with Lady Thistle, Lady Blythe and Viscount Hamish already inside. And there Hannah rests upon her pillows with fresh linens and a fresh nightgown as she holds her swaddled baby boy in her arms. Hannah is the picture of motherly love and devotion. Then she looks up at everyone and smiles tiredly but happily [(10) right].

Cameron: “Hannah was in labor for just over an hour after her water broke. The baby came swiftly and efficiently–with little trouble.” He smiles smugly in feeling that his prescription of much lovemaking for he and his wife Hannah these past few days has helped in this regard. Well, it certainly didn’t hurt.

Hannah: “Speak for yourself, Cameron.” She says softly admonishing with a smile while gently rocking their baby son in her arms and looking at her husband a trifle bemusedly annoyed at his seeming blasé remark about her giving birth.

Fiona: “Was it so very bad, Mama?” Fiona asks hesitantly as she bits her lower lip. For she will be giving birth next–in January 1852. And though she feels that she has prepared herself well for her coming birthing trials, Fiona is still a little anxious–as anyone would be.

Hannah: “No Fiona Dear, being in labor one hour is not so very long to deliver a baby.” Hannah is not trying to appear smug because her daughter-in-law Margaret had such a difficult birthing experience.   And she refrains from citing other birthing horror stories to spare her daughter the worry

Thistle: “Once ourrr babies arrre in ourrr arrrms, it is all worth it.”   Lady Thistle smiles encouragingly at Fiona as her daughter little Lady Blythe leans back into her Mama’s embrace. Then Lady Thistle and Lord Jamie share a knowing sad look for their earlier loss. Jamie is standing with his arms about his well formed nine year old son Viscount Hamish’s shoulders.

Little five year old Lady Blythe pouts a bit because her lamb birthing services were not required by her Nana Hannah. Well, there is always her cousin Fiona’s birth to look forward to. And Lady Blythe unconsciously wriggles her little fingers at her side in anticipation. She would like to be a doctor one day. She just hasn’t decided if she prefers animals or people yet.

But Fiona has hope that her own birthing experience will be easy–or at least not as bad as her sister-in-law Margaret’s was.

John has been watching mesmerized [(11) right] as his new little brother is gently rocked JohnT-SmallSmile-isRichardArmitage-inNorth&Southepi1-045Oct2713ranet-crop-hi-res-rev2in his mother’s arms. As John lovingly gazes at his wife Margaret–a more besotted man than he cannot be found–he can only imagine how he will feel when Margaret presents him with their son in a few years time, or if they adopt a baby boy to be their son due to the danger that Margaret’s first birthing experience placed her in.

John: “Does he have a name yet, Mother and Cameron?”

Cameron: “Aye! It is …” Cameron smiles.   Then he leans down and whispers into his wife’s ear.   She nods her head–as if a final decision on the baby’s name has only now been decided. Cameron stands upright again. “Ourrr son is Lorrrd Gavin Victorrr Ogilvy. And ye John and Marrrgarrret and ye Bairrrd and Fiona arrre to be his godparrrents.”

Margaret: “Oh!   We will be honored to be his godparents.”

Baird: “As will we!” Baird smiles and squeezes his wife Fiona’s shoulders as he embraces after bath #11

Everyone looks at the new parents and then to the new Ogilvy baby [(12) right].   Little Lord Gavin is a well formed baby, pink, healthy–and he is in very good spirits for not even being one hour old.

After walking up the stairs and standing for several minutes in the room, the very pregnant Fiona is clearly tired with her exertions this day and the day’s commotions as she nestles into her husband’s side as they stand around Hannah in bed. Then as everyone is focusing upon seeing the new baby Gavin–and taking turns holding it–Fiona flinches in pain.

Fiona: “Ahh!” Fiona gasps uncontrollably. All eyes swiftly turn to Fiona.

Baird: “Arrre ye Alrrright?” Baird asks solicitously of his nearly eight months pregnant wife.Fanny-isJoJoyner-inNorth&South-11h03m52s71-Jan1214GratianaLovelaceCap-crop-sized-brt-crop2sml-clr-oval

Fiona: “I feel … odd. And I had a sharp pain just now.   Fiona winces apologetically [(13) right] for not intentionally trying to take the spotlight away from her mother and the new baby. Then Fiona gasps again in pain, not two minutes after the last pain. “Hhhhh!”

Cameron exchanges a knowing look between he and his wife Hannah. Then Cameron strides over to Fiona–intending to have her sit down while he checks her pulse to ascertain her condition. But Fiona beats him to it as a torrent of water gushes between her legs onto the rug at her dainty feet.

Fiona: “Oh no!” Fiona looks down at the growing puddle on the floor around her. Then she looks up at everyone in utter astonishment–whose faces look at her with their own astonishment.

Cameron: “Herrre we go again.” Cameron smiles wryly. Baird has a growing smile upon his face in anticipation.

And the next Ogilvy baby is about to be born–a five weeks ahead of schedule.

To be continued with Chapter 71


“N&S: JT Love Lessons”, Ch. 70 References, July 12, 2014 Gratiana Lovelace (Post #601)

1) “N&S: John Thornton, Love Lessons” story logo: Richard Armitage as John Thornton and Daniela Denby-Ashe in the 2004 BBC period drama North & South, was found at ; For more information about this wonderful 2004 BBC miniseries adaptation of Elizabeth’s Gaskell’s story North & South, visit

2) Image representing Airlie Castle in snow is manip of two views Cortachy Cast le in Scotland:
a) background image is ; and
b) The castle image was found at A view of Cortachy Castle the ancestral home of the Ogilvy’s and the Earl’s of Airlie was found at

3) Image representing Baird and Fiona’s Scottish home Airlie Cottage was Anne Hathaway’s Cottage in snow found at

4) Hannah Thornton Ogilvy and Cameron Ogilvy as husband and wife lovers (manip version 4) is Grati’s composite of three images:
a) body images ;
b) Hannah Thornton Ogilvy face image is Sinead Cusack in North & South epi 2, Dec1913 (crop-drkn) found at ;
c) Dr. Cameron Ogilvy is Graham McTavish in Rambo×150.png

5) Dr. Cameron Ogilvy image is Graham McTavish   in a composite of two images of him:
a) his body is from the press tour for “Rambo”) found Dec1913 at Graham McTavish Army Tumblr at ;
b) and his head/face is from Graham McTavish image as Dwalin and as himself was found at

6)A full Scottish breakfast consists of: “A full breakfast is a breakfast meal, usually consisting of bacon, sausages and eggs, often served with a variety of side dishes and a beverage such as coffee or tea.” was found at

7) The history of Scottish cashmere weaving/knitting was found at   Here is an excerpt: “By 1830, weaving cashmere shawls with French-produced yarn had become an important Scottish industry. The Scottish Board of Trustees for the Encouragement of Arts and Manufactures offered a 300 Pound Sterling reward to the first person who could spin cashmere in Scotland based on the French system. Captain Charles Stuart Cochrane collected the required information while in Paris and received a Scottish patent for the process in 1831. In the autumn of 1831, he sold the patent to Henry Houldsworth and sons of Glasgow. In 1832 Henry Houldsworth and sons commenced the manufacture of yarn, and in 1833 received the reward.”

8) The image representing Lord Jamie Ogilvy is Gerard Butler as Beowulf found at

9) Dr. Cameron Ogilvy image is Graham McTavish in an interview with TORN’s Greendragon found at

10) Hannah Thornton Ogilvy image (dress changed to deep purple, crop to oval) is Sinead Cusack in the BBC’s 2004 drama North & South Dec2413GratianaLovelaceCap (17h03m28s183)-Manip1-crop-brt

11) John Thornton is portrayed by Richard Armitage in the BBC’s 2004 drama North & South found at

12) Image representing the newborn Lord Gavin Ogilvy is an MS Office Clip Art stock image.

13) Fiona image is Fanny Thornton who was portrayed by Jo Joyner in the 2004 BBC drama North & South (11h03m52s71) Jan1214 Gratiana Lovelace Cap-crop-sized-brt


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