Bbcfatherbrown Stories

Kembleford is about to welcome a new resident who turns out to be an old acquaintance of Father Brown. I have had this story in my head for a long time and I have finally managed to put it down in writing. I don't know if anyone will like it, but there comes a time when one feels the need to write down one's ideas, especially for oneself rather than for others. If my words are also appreciated by some readers, I will be happy. If you are wondering why I decided to use the name Louis for Father Brown, the answer is that John Burton (Seargent Goodfellow) said in a Twitter post that Father Brown's name was Aloicius. So I did some research on the origin of the name and here is what I found: Aloicius or Aloysius: Latinization of an Occitan form of Louis. Doublet of Louis. From Old German Chlodowich, Hlodwig o Hlodowig. Hlodwig is form by two parts: - hlod (o hluda) meaning glory, famous, reputation - vig (o wig), "battle" o wigaz (o wiga), "warrior" The overall meaning can be interpreted as "famous warrior", "famous in war", "glorious in combat" Aloysius is the name of the Italian Saint Aloysius of Gonzaga (1568-1591; Italian Jesuit who died nursing plague victims; the patron saint of youth). It's common among British Roman Catholics.

She came to Kembleford to leave the past behind. The past, as it turned out, had already arrived. Eleanor Hawthorne, twenty-four years old, fluent in a lot of languages, and in possession of secrets she never wants to explain. Raised in orphanages and foster homes, shaped by the war, and quietly converted to a faith that finally gave her somewhere to breath. She packed her camera equipment and her very carefully constructed fresh start and taken the road to a village in the Cotswolds where nobody knows her name. Kembleford welcomes her. Father Brown sees her. Mrs. McCarthy feeds her. Lady Felicia takes her under a very elegant wing. And Sidney Carter charming, watchful, and constitutionally incapable of minding his own business, cannot quite decide what to make of her. Across twelve stories, Eleanor Hawthorne unravels the mysteries of Kembleford one photograph at a time and discovers, rather against her will, that starting over and leaving the past behind are not always the same thing. A Father Brown fan fiction. Book One of the Eleanor Hawthorne series. Set after Season One. Eleanor Hawthorne is an original character. Slow burn. Found family. And yes, the tea is very decent.

A crime committed in the Marsberg Manor twenty years ago leads to a gruesome discovery in Montague Mansion. DCI Valentine and Inspector Sullivan are on the case, with Lady Felicia as the main suspect. Will Father Brown be able to solve the case before it's too late, or will the outcome alter both his own and Felicia's destinies forever? AU. Please read and review!

"As it is Sister Agatha's first birthday here in Kembleford, it would be nice to give her a memorable gift as well," Lady Felicia interjected. "What can you give a nun? A gold rosary?" asked Sid as he picked up another scone. "Oh, come on! What would she do with a gold rosary?" said Mrs McCarthy in a practical tone, "it has to be something in line with her interests to be an appreciated gift". "A book then," replied the young man, this time avoiding speaking with his mouth full. Lady Felicia tutted, "A book is not a memorable gift. It is ordinary."