I really really textually adore the opening lines of Sylvian Hamilton's first instalment of her three novel Sir Richard Straccan series of Mediaeval Mysteries, which only seems to have ended because the author died (titled The Bone-Pedlar, published in 2000 and which I am reading on Open Library), how in the crypt of the Abbey Church at Hallowdene, the monks are boiling their Bishop. For yes, this sounds rather macabrely humorous, majorly piques my reading interest and thus also makes me hugely keen to discover exactly why the Bishop is being boiled (although I kind of assumed from the book title that the Bishop is likely being boiled post mortem to render his bones into sellable holy relics and which indeed is proven to be correct). Now The Bone-Pedlar is set during the reign of John I (who was King of England from 1199 until his death in 1216) when from 1208 to 1214 CE (due to the King having fallen out with the Pope over who should be the Archbishop of Canterbury) England and Wales were placed under an interdict by Innocent III and thus no religious ceremonies of ANY KIND were officially permitted to take place (no Baptism, no Confirmation, no Holy Communion, no Confession, no Anointing of the Sick, no marriage ceremonies, no holy order ordinations and that the use of churchyards for burials was also strictly prohibited). Therefore in Hamilton's featured text for The Bone-Pedlar, since priests, monks and nuns are not allowed to both perform and equally to receive payment for the above mentioned Catholic sacraments and that the dead are actually rather piling up so to speak (since they are due to the interdict not permitted to be buried in hallowed ground), the monks of Hallowdene are being depicted by Sylvian Hamilton as getting increasingly financially desperate. But of course, if the Abbey Church would happen to possess an important holy relic, pilgrims might come to the abbey to see, to pray at, to kiss the sacred object and to also handsomely pay for said privilege (and that Hamilton showing at the beginning of The Bone-Pedlar how the monks of Hallowdene will do anything to obtain such a relic, including boiling their recently deceased Bishop in order to use his bones for the latter, this provides an interestingly intriguing and also an in my humble opinion historically realistic and authentic set-up for The Bone-Pedlar and as such equally for main protagonist Sir Richard Strachan's adventures and escapades).
For yes, Sir Richard Straccan, Sylvian Hamilton has him in The Bone-Pedlar being not only a former Crusader (as well as a widower and single father whose daughter is being cared for and educated by nuns) but more importantly as someone who after his return from the "Holy Land" now deals in relics, and which is of course why Straccan is considered to be and is described as a bone-pedlar of supposedly "authentic" and thus also monetarily valuable relics that usually represent the body parts of saints or of the Holy Family, such as for example Saint Peter's kneecap, three hairs of Saint Edmund, the Holy Foreskin (yikes) etc.. And one particular relic that keeps being mentioned in The Bone-Pedlar is the finger of Saint Thomas (Doubting Thomas) and which Straccan has been commissioned to obtain for a wealthy patron. But little does Sir Richard know that the finger is needed to make up the sum of eleven relics (of the eleven good disciples of Jesus, minus Judas Iscariot of course) that an evil Scottish sorcerer requires to protect himself when he is going to sacrifice Straccan’s daughter and other children in his attempt to call forth and control an Islamic demon from Hell (and that The Bone-Pedlar is basically the story of Straccan and his team racing against time to not only save Sir Richard's abducted daughter from being sacrificed but to also stop the sorcerer who had his daughter taken from calling up and releasing a dangerous and horrid demon).
So with regard to Hamilton's penmanship for The Bone-Pedlar, I am indeed and definitely more than a bit textually conflicted (and hence my three star rating and that I do have to recommend The Bone-Pedlar with some major reservations and caveats). For while there is a nicely authentic and realistic sense of historic time and geographic place being provided in The Bone-Pedlar (see above) and that the fast paced narration of The Bone-Pedlar with many different, with multiple uniquely interesting characters (and how Richard Straccan's friend and man-at-arms is quasi raised from the dead by a ghostly monk and his equally ghostly companions) has made The Bone-Pedlar a fun and also nicely entertaining reading experience for me (one that I certainly have enjoyed and found appreciatively diverting), well, what Sylvian Hamilton writes throughout The Bone-Pedlar is also and most definitely neither as smoothly historically realistic nor as enlightening as for example Ellis Peters' absolutely brilliant England during the conflict, the civil war between Stephen and Mathilda Brother Cadfael and Susannah Gregory's University of Cambridge during the Black Death themed Matthew Bartholomew novels. For indeed and very much and unfortunately, the totally, the completely unambiguous thematic acceptance of the supernatural, of Hell, of demons and the like by Hamilton in The Bone-Pedlar and that this is also (at least for me) being one hundred percent demanded and expected from us as readers is rather uncomfortable and more than somewhat takes away from the sense of historic accuracy and authenticity regarding The Bone-Pedlar. And finally, Sylvian Hamilton's depiction of an Arabic necromancer in The Bone-Pedlar, this textually (in my not at all humble opinion) is a major case of orientalism, is jarringly politically incorrect, and definitely makes me personally cringe a trifle, and in particular since this character only appears like some horrid monstrosity in The Bone-Pedlar and does not even have any dialogue, says no words at all.