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The Cheesemaker’s House
Just think, Alice, right now Owen could be putting a hex on you!

When Alice Harts husband runs off with his secretary, she runs off with his dog to lick her wounds in a North Yorkshire village. Battling with loneliness but trying to make the best of her new start, she soon meets her neighbours, including the drop-dead gorgeous builder Richard Wainwright and the kindly yet reticent cafe´ owner, Owen Maltby.

As Alice employs Richard to start renovating the barn next to her house, all is not what it seems. Why does she start seeing Owen when he clearly isnt there? Where - or when - does the strange crying come from? And if Owen is the village charmer, what exactly does that mean?

The Cheesemakers House is a gripping read, inspired by a framed will found in the dining room of the author’s dream Yorkshire house. The previous owners explained that the house had been built at the request of the village cheesemaker in 1726 - and that the cheesemaker was a woman. And so the historical aspect of the story was born.

Jane Cable’s novel won the Suspense & Crime category of The Alan Titchmarsh Show People’s Novelist competition, reaching the last four out of over a thousand entries. The Cheesemakers House can be enjoyed by anyone who has become bored of today’s predictable boy-meets-girl romance novels.

I desperately want to find out about Owen; a fascinating character... the gift here is to make you want to read on.
Jeffrey Archer 


Alice Hart moves to a Yorkshire village to start a new life following her divorce. Keen to fit in, she helps out at the local fete and starts to learn about the history of her house – and her neighbours including the enigmatic Owen.

     I am curious to find out more about Owen’s childhood but I don’t want to appear nosey, and anyway, we have a sudden influx of customers clamouring for some of Margaret’s dahlias. All the pots are neatly labelled but I still almost get myself into a muddle.

     “You’re not a country girl, are you?” Margaret laughs.
     I shake my head ruefully. “I don’t know what I’m going to do with all that garden.”
     “If you don’t mind me asking, if you don’t like gardening why did you buy a house in an acre of land?”
     “My husband was keen on it.” It’s no good – I have to bite the bullet at some point. “But he left me, so now I’m on my own. I couldn’t have carried on living in our marital home – I wanted a fresh start.”
     “Oh Alice, you must be feeling so let down. I felt a bit that way when Walter died, but at least he didn’t do it deliberately – or let’s say I don’t think he did.” There is a twinkle in her eyes and it leavens her sympathy. I like that a lot.
     I smile at her and open up just a little bit. “At first I wanted to string his unmentionables from the nearest lamp post, but I’m over that now; I’ll survive.”
     “Of course you will – human beings are very resilient.”

     Two small children are browsing the books and our conversation is once again interrupted while Margaret helps them to choose and I flounder my way through the sale of some more plants.

     Once the rush dies down Margaret continues “Of course, you have just the right house for a female survivor.”
     “Why’s that?”
     “It was built by a woman. Not in the physical sense, of course, but she owned the land and had the property put up to her specification.”
     “Wow – that must have been unusual back then.”
     “Almost unheard of. She was a businesswoman too, the village cheesemaker.”
     “So that would explain the barn – she must have needed somewhere to keep her cattle. Fancy that, a single woman making her way in the world three hundred years ago.”
     “She didn’t stay single – she married a farmer called Charles later in life and they had a son, but I don’t know what happened to her after that because a family called Stainthorpe lived in the house for generations – right up until the 1960s.”

     “How on earth do you know about the lady cheesemaker? It was so long ago.”
     “From Owen’s grandmother – she had so many stories. I wish I’d written down what she told me; the tradition of oral history in our villages is almost dying out.”
     “She sounds like an interesting lady.”
     “She was. She died only last year and she’s left a real gap in the community; she was very knowledgeable.”
     “What, about local history?”
     Margaret shakes her head. “More than that – she was a wise woman all around. What she didn’t know about herbs... and people, for that matter... we do all miss her, Owen especially.”
     “He’s a nice man, isn’t he?” I venture, and Margaret nods.                   

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Author Bio –
Although brought up in Cardiff, Jane Cable left Wales to study at the age of eighteen and has lived in England ever since. Her father was Anglo-Welsh poet Mercer Simpson so growing up in a house full of books Jane always read – and wrote. In 2011 she started to take her hobby seriously when The Cheesemaker’s House, which became her debut novel, reached the final of The Alan Titchmarsh Show’s People’s Novelist competition. She writes romance with a twist of mystery which has been published independently and through the UK ebook giant, Endeavour Press. Jane is an active member of the Romantic Novelists’ Association and a director of Chindi Authors.
In 2017 Jane moved to Cornwall and this year will become a full time author. She’s passionate about her new home, cricket, travelling and her husband of 22 years – although not necessarily in that order.

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