Ethelind Fearon’s output was mostly non-fiction. She opened a tea house, and wrote
widely on cookery: Fancy Cakes and Pastries and Home-made Sweets, Candies and Fudge
being just two of her titles. From the snippets I’ve been able to find, going to
dinner with her must have been an experience: it’s not everyone who will serve you
cold rice pudding, stewed prunes, lettuce, oil and lemon juice all in the same dish
and inform you you are eating salad.
She also wrote on the joys of pig-keeping (Me and Mr Mountjoy), as well as a few
children’s books for Lutterworth (The Secret of the Chateau and The Sheep-dog Adventure).
Her one horse-related book is Pluckrose’s Horse. It is so long ago that I read
(and indeed sold) the one copy I’ve ever had, I can’t comment on it, but bearing
in mind her cookery, I’d like to read it again.
Finding the book: tricky to track down, so can be erratically priced.
Lutterworth, London, 1955, illus Richard Kennedy, 191 pp.
This is the story of the Pluckroses of Abbey Farm, and their horse, who in fact is
not a horse at all but a pony. The Pluckrose family to to a circus at Olympia, and
bring home a rather unpredictable performing pony. They call him Hoppy, as when his
mind is on the job he can jump anything. Unfortunately, they cannot discover what
exactly it is that makes him jump, so sometimes he is appalling, sometimes brilliant,
and sometimes he won’t jump at all.