Stories never stand still. There are over a million words in the Angel Mountain saga, but still, within it, there are a multitude of untold stories. Partly this is because the narrative is all in the first person -- which means that Martha talks about what she has experienced, or heard about from others -- but all the other key characters are under-represented and possibly misunderstood.........
For the purposes of transforming the saga into a TV series, here is a little hint to just one of the backstories:
Unkempt, but buttercups, red campion, bluebells, daisies, foxgloves, and sorrel. A white pony is tethered at the gate. JOSEPH HARRIES (45) stands all alone in front of a simple gravestone. He’s holding a large wide-brimmed black hat in his hands. He’s a good-looking man with sharp eyes, uncontrollable hair and an intelligent face. He has ferocious sideburns and a smooth chin. But he is wildly eccentric. His drab clothes have been worn to destruction, apart from a bright yellow waistcoat with an extravagant floral pattern on it. Tears in his eyes. We see the headstone; it says “Here lie the remains of Mari Jane Harries, aged 23, and Gwen Harries, aged two days, both departed this world 6th May 1774.”
Some who have read the tales might think of Joseph as a man who is as cold as ice, with a great intellect, huge powers of analysis and deduction, and superb self-control. A bit like Sherlock Holmes, with added wizardry. Well, yes and no............
As for Joseph's hat, none of that daft wizard stuff, please, in which the great man has a tall conical hat with stars on it. A good old-fashioned fedora, black, with a very wide brim. That'll do nicely.........
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