Stormy Days on Mulberry Lane

The Mulberry Lane Series, Book 7

De: Rosie Clarke

Narrado por: Polly Edsell

Join the residents of Mulberry Lane for the next, brilliant instalment from bestselling author Rosie Clarke

A problem shared, is always a problem halved on >Mulberry Lane...

London 1950

Peggy Ronoscki is happily settling back into life running her guesthouse on Mulberry Lane, surrounded by close friends and family. Life just seems too good…but then disaster strikes.

Pip, her beloved son is left in a coma following a devastating car crash and a young girl collapses in the market leaving Peggy no option but to nurse her back to health.

As things begin to go awry, Peggy worries she has brought trouble to her own doorstep?

Can her life ever return to normal? Or has Peggy’s good nature led her astray?

A heart-warming saga following the lives and loves of those who live on Mulberry Lane in London’s East End

Perfect for fans of Lizzie Lane, Fenella J Miller and Patricia McBride

Have you tried Rosie Clarke’s Harpers Emporium, Dressmakers Alley or Blackberry Farm series – you’ll just love them!

©2021 Rosie Clarke (P)2021 Boldwood Books

Wondering continuation of the story

I love this tale, but the narration leaves a lot to be desired. The voice given to Maureen and most male characters is horrible

Shockingly Poor Narration

Wouldn't it be preferable to have a character's voice sound like another character's instead of making her sound like, say, a flying monkey if it could speak? We got to know Maureen well in earlier books in the series, but when Polly Edsell entered the picture, Maureen suddenly became a nitwit with a high-pitched, squeaky voice. The narrator also tends to use "up-speak" with various characters, so that a statement becomes a question, and sometimes employs a modern method of emphasis so that "No" becomes "Noahh." This narrator does quite well when there are fewer characters but is not appropriate for a series like this. It almost became funny, but that sort of humor is not appropriate in a deathbed scene.

Good story. Terrible, worst narrator.

I have read all the books and I enjoyed them tremendously. I really like Rosie Clarke's stories. That being said, I have listened to thousands of books. This is the worst. The characters sound dimwitted, stupid, or with a speech impediment. The American accent is a stereotype parody recited by an idiotic character from gangster movies. The children sound like 1-year-olds when they are already 10 years old, and the narrator uses uptalk with most sentences ending on a question mark with a squeaky voice. What has happened to quality control? What happened to hundreds of fabulous readers and narrators? This is a terrible, bad narration of a good story. I want my credit back!