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While I was researching the background to my second Wrexham Victorian crime novel, Death Along The Dee, I came across this slightly strange – and vaguely related – story.

During the English Civil Wars, Royalist Chester (England, of course) had been besieged by Cromwell’s Parliamentarians from July 1643 until April 1645. Well, I knew about that. But I had no idea that, over two hundred years later, in 1867, Chester would once again be under threat – this time from an army of Fenian rebels.

A plot had been hatched by Irish-American former Conferderate soldier, John McCafferty, now in England to fight for the Irish Republican cause. The plot? For 2,000 Fenian supporters to gather from places like Liverpool, Halifax, Preston and elsewhere, then seize the weapons of the Chester Volunteers (militia) from their training hall near Pepper Street’s Newgate. The weapons would then be used to capture Chester Castle itself and its store of 10,000 rifles plus a huge cache of ammunition. Next, McCafferty planned, they would hijack a train and force the crew to take them to Holyhead. At Holyhead they would commandeer a ship, sail to Wexford and raise an armed rebellion to free Ireland from English rule.

That’s one heck of a scheme but, unfortunately for McCafferty and his associates, sometimes the best-laid plans can sometimes go astray.

It started well enough, with an estimated 1,300 of the Irish conspirators managing to reach the city, as intended, late on Monday 11th February 1867. But little did they know that the plan had been betrayed on the previous day – with the rifles and ammunition removed from the castle and its garrison reinforced by regular troops from Manchester.

McCafferty had been lodging at the King’s Head in Chester, where he learned that they had been betrayed. He sent warnings to his ‘officers’ and, for the most part, during the night, the Fenians managed to slip away. Just as well since, in the early hours of the following morning, a further 500 soldiers from the Royal Scots Fusiliers arrived by train from London to supplement the Cheshire Yeomanry who had already arrived. These new forces were greeted by a huge crowd of grateful Chester citizens.

The planned risings in Ireland went ahead in February and March 1867 – in Dublin, Limerick and elsewhere – but without those weapons from Chester Castle they were pretty much doomed to failure.

McCafferty and his associate, John Flood, managed to escape to Dublin on 23rd February – but in Dublin they were arrested. McCafferty was tried and sentenced to death, though this was later commuted to life imprisonment. It seems he was then released on strict conditions in 1871 and went back to the USA, where he continued to support the Fenian campaign against Britain.

By 1874, he was back in Ireland where he became involved with the activities of the revolutionary National Irish Invincibles – who, in May 1882, were responsible for the Phoenix Park (Dublin) murders of Lord Frederick Cavendish, Chief Secretary for Ireland, and Thomas Burke, his Permanent Under-Secretary.

There are many rumours about McCafferty’s subsquent adventures – but rumours are about all they amount to.

Meanwhile, back in 1867, two of the insurrections leaders, Thomas Kelly and Timothy Deasy – both also veterans of America’s civil war – were captured in Manchester. But, on the way to their trial, supporters attacked the police van. In the process of liberating the prisoners, a police sergeant was shot and killed. Neither Kelly or Deasy were recaptured and eventually escaped back to the USA. But three of those involved in the incident were tried and sentenced to death. They were publicly hanged on a temporary structure built on the wall of Salford Gaol, on 23 November 1867, allegedly in front of a crowd of 10,000 spectators.

When sentenced, there are recorded as having shouted “God Save Ireland!” This inspired the song of the same name which, for so long, became the unofficial national anthem of Ireland.

Well, given the success of last year's novel, Blood Among The Threads, I was persuaded to write a sequel.

Yes, Alfred and Ettie Palmer are back for another stunning standalone Victorian mystery.

Wrexham, 1884. Eight years earlier they’d been warned never again to interfere with police business. But it seems their skills are needed once more. A body deliberately drowned but left abandoned on the banks of the River Dee. A mysterious tattoo. Then two further murders, each more bizarre than the last – killings which draw them ever further into a circle of unlikely allies, eccentric suspects, old enemies, and the murky world of Fenian plots and bombings. A kidnapping. An attempted rescue among the tombstones of Chester’s Overleigh Cemetery. And a terrifying May Day climax. But why Wrexham? Why the River Dee? And have the true culprits really been identified? Another glittering mystery by award-winning author David Ebsworth.

Death Along The Dee hits the streets on Friday 1st November.

Liverpool 1911. Carters. Suffragettes. Striking Kru Seamen. The Welsh Connection. Riddles.
Revenge. Revolution. Not to be missed!

And a neat launch party recently in Liverpool's new Arts Bar (Thursday evening 1st September) where I chatted about some of the stranger than fiction background to a fabulous audience.

Real-life Amado Granell plays a big part in A Betrayal of Heroes alongside our fictional Jack Telford – and readers have been asking for more about him. Well, here’s the full story…

In Alicante lives a man called Miguel Ángel Pérez Oca. He’s 77 now. A famous science teacher, writer and illustrator of books on astronomy and other subjects. Author of The Secret Life of Copernicus. I’ve never met him, but I owe him a great deal.

Why? Because in 1970 he married and, soon after, bought an electrical appliances shop on the city’s Avenida del Poeta Zorrilla. He bought the place from an older man – a man he described as circumspect, reserved but incredibly kind. It was many years later when Miguel Ángel discovered that the old shop owner was a hero of the Liberation of Paris, Amado Granell Mesado. And it was from Miguel Ángel’s blog that I first began to learn more about Granell’s extraordinary life.

Granell was born on 5th November 1898 in Burriana (Castellón), near Valencia. He was the son of a timber merchant and worked in the family business until the age of 22 when he enlisted for army to fight in the Rif Wars in Morocco. But his father denounced him because the legal age of adulthood was then 23. Deemed not to have parental consent, Amado was rejected for military service.

His father wanted him to remain with the business. But, instead, Amado trained as an electrician and began to work for the company Eléctrica Balaguer in Valencia. This company opened a shop in Orihuela (south of Alicante), where he was transferred in 1927. Here he met Aurora Monzó, with whom he raised two daughters, Aurora and Amparo.

When Eléctrica Balaguer went bankrupt, Amado and his wife started their own store for electrical appliances. Bicycles and motorcycles. In Orihuela, of course, on the Calle San Pascual. During this time, he became interested in politics. He joined Izquierda Republicana, the mostly socialist Republican Left party. And he became a member of the (mostly socialist) union confederation, UGT.

In July 1936, a group of right-wing army generals, including Francisco Franco, launched the military coup. A coup against Spain’s elected Popular Front Republican government. And triggered the civil war. Amado, now 37, became a member of the Orihuela City Council and part of a recently created Anti-Fascist Liaison Committee. Its main task during those turbulent first days was to protect Orihuela’s works of sacred art. From the Colegio Santo Domingo and other churches before they were destroyed by extremists.

A couple of months later he resigned from his political position to enlist in the Republican army. He was assigned to a machine gun unit of the Iron Battalion, reaching the rank of second lieutenant. He took part in the fighting around Toledo and then in the Defence of Madrid, now as a captain in the Motorised Machine Gun Regiment. He fought at Teruel during the winter of 1937-38. Later in 1938, as a major of the 49th Mixed Brigade in the failed defence of Castellón. Finally, at the beginning of 1939, the last heroic throw of the dice. At Fuente Ovejuna and the Battle of Valsequillo, initially successful for the Republicans but eventually won by the rebel troops.

At that time the war seemed already lost for the Republic and many soldiers began to desert. But Amado returned to Orihuela. He spent a few brief days with his family. Following the visit, his wife Aurora became pregnant with their third child, who would also be named Amado.

At the end of March, Granell went to Alicante with his brother Vicente, who had served as a policeman in Valencia. They both knew that certain death awaited them if they were captured by Franco’s rebel forces. In search of a boat that would carry them into exile, both boarded the British tramp steamer, SS Stanbrook. Skippered by Archibald Dickson, the Stanbrook sailed from Alicante on 28th March 1939. She arrived in Oran the next day, carrying the very last group of Republicans into exile, around 2,000 of them.

Thanks to the efforts of his brother, who knew influential people in Oran, both initially escaped being sent to concentration camps. Unlike the vast majority of the other Stanbrook passengers. However, when Vichy France acquired control of Algeria, Granell ended up being taken to one of these forced labour camps.

Details of his internment are sketchy. But it’s likely he was initially at Camp Morand, in Boghari, then transferred to the prison fortress at Bossuet. And, finally, after it was opened in March 1941, to the particularly evil camp in Djelfa. It was there that many of those who’d attempted escapes from other camps were consigned. But wherever he’d been held he must have escaped again, or otherwise gained his freedom, by the autumn of 1942. We know this because, when the Americans invaded North Africa in November 1942, Granell was there. With the Free French Resistance, to help guide the Allied troops against key objectives in Oran.

Subsequently, Granell and other exiled Republicans enlisted in the African Free Corps of the French Army. He fought in the Tunisia Campaign in 1943. There he was wounded but promoted to the rank of lieutenant. Later, he transferred to the newly formed Second Armoured Division of General Leclerc’s Free French forces. He carried his rank into the Ninth Company, Third Battalion of the Chad Motorised Infantry Regiment. Almost all the members of this company were also Spanish Republicans. It therefore quickly became known as La Nueve.

After training at Temara, and receiving American equipment and vehicles, the company shipped out from Oran on board the Franconia in April 1944. They were landed at Glasgow and sent by train to East Yorkshire, specifically to the village of Pocklington. More training, in preparation for the invasion of Europe. Though they did not arrive in Normandy until 1st August, almost two months after D-Day.

Lieutenant Granell was now company adjutant, second in command to their French captain, Raymond Dronne. In that capacity he led his men through some ferocious fighting in Normandy. For example, in the battle at Écouché.

Later that same month, the Allies had fought their way to the outskirts of Paris. There was reluctance on the part of Eisenhower and Montgomery to enter the city itself. The German commander, von Choltitz, had orders to burn Paris to the ground. Liberating the city could have been a costly gamble in many ways. But then came news that the Resistance in Paris had risen against the Germans and the dice were cast. Leclerc’s Second Armoured Division had the primary task of advancing into the city centre. And though most of their units became bogged down in the attempt, on 24th August, one company managed to break through. It was La Nueve, with Dronne and Granell in command.

On the following day, they were heavily involved in the surrender of Paris by von Choltitz. And on 26th August, La Nueve took pride of place in de Gaulle’s triumphal procession down the Champs-Élysées to Notre Dame. The company’s half-tracks were emblazoned with the names of the battles in which they’d fought back in Spain. Guadalajara. Brunete. Teruel. Belchite. And so many others. In the world’s press, photos of Amado Granell and the leaders of the Resistance. The headline? “Ils sont arrivés!” They have arrived.

Granell was now famous. De Gaulle offered to have him promoted to the rank of major if he became a French citizen. But Amado politely declined. All the same, he would later be decorated with the Croix de Guerre. Five commendations, as well. And, finally, with the Legion of Honour.

Leclerc’s Division, the Chad Motorised Infantry Regiment, and La Nueve enjoyed only a few days respite. Then the advance into Lorraine and Alsace. Desperate fighting at Châtel-sur-Moselle, at Baccarat and elsewhere. Granell distinguishing himself yet again. Finally, the liberation of Strasbourg in November 1944 and the fulfilment of Leclerc’s Oath of Kufra. It had been taken by the general’s men back in early 1941, deep in the Libyan desert. A promise not to lay down their arms until the French tricolore flew once more above Strasbourg Cathedral. An almost impossible dream. But a dream now become reality.

Granell, however, wasn’t at Strasbourg. By now, he was far from well. Exhaustion, blood poisoning, virus, all conspired to have him sent back to Paris. And there he remained until the end of the war, training new recruits.

La Nueve went on fighting, of course, all the way to the Eagle’s Nest at Berchtesgaden.

Meanwhile, Granell was being talked into a different set of adventures. An alliance of progressive Spanish Republicans was determined to make a fresh attempt at restoring democracy in Spain. It’s clear that many promises had been made by the Allies. Promises that, once Hitler and Mussolini were defeated, their attention would next turn to Spain and Franco. But it was now plain that these promises wouldn’t be honoured. Therefore, this alliance of Republican socialists, exiled in France, sent delegations to the Spanish monarchists, exiled in Portugal. A united front. To seek a restoration of democracy with a constitutional monarchy. And one of the main Izquierda Republicana spokespersons in the negotiations? Amado Granell Mesado, the now famous hero from the Liberation of Paris.

After three years of discussion, though, the alliance fell apart. Juan de Borbón was more interested in his own royalist deal with Franco. Disillusioned, Amado settled in Paris for a while. He opened a restaurant, Los Amigos, on the Rue du Bouloi, which became a meeting point for Spanish Republicans.

By now, Granell’s wife Aurora was living in Valencia with their three children. We know that, in 1948, his son Amado, now 19, and one of his daughters, Aurora, 22, travelled to Paris to meet him. By then there was a new love in Granell’s life. Marcelina Gaubeca was 32 years younger than him. But he would be with Lina until his death.

In the early 1960s, the couple finally returned to Spain. Santander. Barcelona. Madrid. Valencia. Granell probably used a false passport since an order for his arrest had been signed in his absence in 1940. Perhaps it was all made easier when, in 1964, Franco organised enormous celebrations. Twenty-five years of peace – though not for the countless victims of Francoist repression. Still, there was some notion of amnesty. And it’s possible the journeys of Amado and Lina were made easier this way.

One way or the other, in 1969 they were in Alicante. Running that electrical appliances shop which, a few years later, they would sell to Miguel Ángel Pérez Oca.

On 12th May 1972, Amado Granell died near Sueca, south of Valencia. A strange traffic accident while he was driving from Alicante to Valencia itself. A journey to the French consulate so he could sort out some documents relating to his French pension. On his tomb in the cemetery at Sueca there’s a marble slab, paid for by the French Government. An image of a silver palm branch and the letters L.H. for Legion of Honour.

Amado was 73 years old. He missed seeing the return of Spanish democracy, for which he’d fought so hard, by only three years.

In 2004, a commemorative event was held at his birthplace in Burriana. It was attended by his daughter, Aurora Granell, by his granddaughter, and by his second compañera, Lina Gaubeca. It was thanks to Lina that Miguel Ángel Pérez Oca was to see and photograph Amado’s documents, possessions and medals.

In August 2014, in Paris, during the 70th anniversary celebrations of the city’s liberation, Amado’s daughter Aurora was there to speak about her father – then more famous in France, perhaps, than in Spain. Aurora was there again for the 75th anniversary in 2019.

Then, just a few years back, a young councillor in Orihuela, Karlos Bernabé Martínez, put forward a motion for Orihuela itself to celebrate the importance of Amado Granell’s life. And also to commemorate the anniversary of his death. To celebrate Amado’s life alongside that of Orihuela’s other great celebrity, the poet Miguel Hernández.

When General Leclerc presented Amado with the Legion of Honour, he did so with these words: ‘If it’s true,’ he said, ‘that Napoleon created the Legion of Honour to reward the brave, nobody deserves this more than you.’



References for this blog: Cyril Garcia’s biography, Amado Granell, Libérateur de Paris; the piece by David Rubio for the website Alicantepedia; and, of course, the biography blog of Amado’s life by Miguel Ángel Pérez Oca.

This is the work-in-progress, an epic Jack Telford novel set between 1939 and 1944. Here's the blurb...

Correspondent Jack Telford follows the fortunes of former Spanish Republican soldiers as they carry their fight against fascism far beyond the borders of Spain itself and all through the long years of the Second World War. From Oran and Casablanca to the heart of Africa, then into the cauldron of Normandy and the Liberation of Paris, Telford’s own destiny as a war reporter is tied to the stories of the women and men who shape his life, his personal heroes – but it’s also tied to those who will betray them, and to the enemies who want Telford dead.

I'm hoping that we might have Advance Review Copies of the book available by early-April and I'd like a few buddies to read it and have reviews ready to post on Amazon and Goodreads on publication day itself, probably 6th June. Any other takers who'd like to read a Review Copy during April-May and draft up reviews?

And, of course, if anybody else wants to pre-order/reserve a copy of A Betrayal of Heroes, just let me know.

Meanwhile, work continued on possible cover designs. We took into account some of friends' and readers' views - and here's where we are...Telford's Heroes

OK, the first book in the Yale Trilogy - The Doubtful Diaries of Wicked Mistress Yale - will appear as a Goodreads Giveaway (five signed copies) in a couple of days. But since only readers in the USA and Canada can enter (not sure why), if anybody here in Britain (or anywhere else for that matter) wants to take part in an independent draw, just let me know, either here on on my e-mail: davemccall@davidebsworth.org

Elihu Yale may have given his name to one of America's greatest universities, but to poor Catherine he bequeathed nothing but the slur of branding her a "wicked wife."

The Doubtful Diaries of Wicked Mistress Yale picks up their story in old Madras in 1672, the beginning of an epic journey that will take them through some of the most turbulent episodes in British and Indian history.

The story of Elihu Yale - England's first nabob, philanthropist and Indian slave trader - told through the eyes of his feisty, heroic and defiant wife.

The final part of the #Yale Trilogy - Wicked Mistress Yale, The Parting Glass - now available.

Full of gems... #London's #Bedlam Hospital in the early 1700s; the Tower #Menagerie; the 1715 #Jacobite Rebellions; Handel's #WaterMusic; the hidden story of how #Yale got its name; and a parting glass to #ElihuYale in #Wrexham, 1721 - all woven into a saga of intrigue, family betrayal, sedition and mayhem.

This is the Amazon UK link but it's equally available through #Waterstones, #BarnesNoble, #Foyles etc.

Part one of the trilogy, The Doubtful Diaries of Wicked Mistress Yale, and part two, Mistress Yale's Diaries, The Glorious Return

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On the bloody fields of Waterloo, a battle-weary canteen mistress of Bonaparte’s Imperial Guard battalions must fight to free her daughter from all the perils that war will hurl against them – before this last campaign can kill them both.

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Day Three of the Book Tour, so... a second stop in Iowa (USA) for The Assassin's Mark:
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