The Blighted Cliffs

by Edwin Thomas

Book Overview

Not many men emerge from Trafalgar with not an ounce of credit to their names, but through an overreliance on rum and his habitual bad luck, Lieutenant Martin Jerrold manages it. In February 1806, he comes to Dover with one final chance to redeem his reputation. Before he has been there a day, however, he finds himself standing over a body that is too far from the cliffs to have fallen accidentally. To his horror, Jerrold is suspected of murder. His...

• Format: Hardcover
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0312325118
• ISBN13: 9780312325114
• Release Date: October 2004
• Publisher: Thomas Dunne Books
• Length: 298 Pages
• Weight: 1.00 lbs.
• Dimensions: 1.0" x 5.8" x 8.6"

Customer Reviews

Some Guys Have All the Luck...

It is entirely possible that Lt. Martin Jerrold may be the bad luck magnet that the crewmen think; nor do they hold it against him, they are just glad he's got the luck and not them. Some of the luck is due to a strong partiality to alcohol. He is possibly the only man who was at Trafalgar who came out of it with no honor, having been trapped in the hold during the battle, after a drunken night. Now he's been relegated to a cutter assigned to patrol against smugglers out of Dover under a Captain who is also dealing with a disreputable past and out to prove himself. Jerrold doesn't even wish to prove himself, he's just trying not to be sent off to the Indies in ignominy by his uncle in the Admiralty. Unfortunately, in the pre-dawn before he's due to report to his new assignment, Jerrold wakes to find a strange woman in his bed, he's got the worst aching head and when he goes out to relieve himself and goes for a little walk on the beach to get some air, he finds a body and is immediately suspected of murder and thrown into gaol. He gets a reprieve only because there's not enough proof--and his uncle writes him orders to clear his name or else! The mystery is a good one, involving smugglers and treason and treasure. There's a bit of sea action, as they are on the Channel and the French as well as the smugglers ply their way back and forth. But Jerrold is on land much of the time, finding trouble there as well. Jerrold is hapless, but not stupid nor a rogue. Despite his outrageous luck and lack of wisdom, he's pretty much an average guy. Put an average guy in certain scenarios and he'll not do much better. Despite himself, and his inclination to not exert him brain or his courage overly, he can put a few facts together. That, and fortune turning a bit for him, keeps him from total disaster on the blighted cliffs of Dover. I enjoyed watching Jerrold being forced through adventures he'd rather have avoided at all cost. The author does a good job in keeping Jerrold realistic and sympathetic enough not to be a total buffoon and his adventures slightly humorous and yet with a sense of danger and import balancing it out. I'll certainly be looking for the sequels, curious to see what happens to Jerrold next.

Swashbuckling Fun

I am a a lover of all maritime and Napoleonic wars fiction and I have to say, although this first installment in the series is a bit lighter and not as serious as many others, this is truly a delightful romp and nothing but swashbuckling fun. This book has everything you need for jolly good entertainment. Action, adventure, romance, espionage, intrigue, mystery, mischief and mayhem. Buckle up and enjoy the ride. !! Wonderful real believable characters, a hero you just have to love with all his charm, failures and flaws, a story you can't put down from page one to the end. Bravo for Edwin Thomas

Not Like Flashman

I bought this book because it promised to be a naval analog of George McDonald Fraser's FLASHMAN. It was not but I was not disappointed. The books takes place on the Kentish coast during the Napoleonic wars. Lieutenant Martin Jerrold has been sent there in disgrace. While he was at the battle of Trafalgar, he took no active part. He managed to get himself stuck in the hold of his ship and lost out on any chance of notice or distinction. So it is that he is sent to work with a revenue cutter and help suppress the thriving smuggling trade. He is only there for a single night, drunk, before he manages to get into trouble. While stepping out to relieve himself, he wanders into a smuggling operation gone wrong. A man is killed and the Lieutenant becomes the prime suspect. He finds himself in a situation where he must not only carry out his duties to suppress the smuggling trade, he must use all of his free time to try and clear his name before the deadline runs out. His bad reputation, bad luck and French intrigue do not help matters. The protagonist of the book is not cut from heroic cloth but he is not the complete poltroon that the Harry Flashman character is; he does not seek trouble for its own sake. Instead, he is a bumbler who has bad luck. When the chips are down, though, he does possess a modicum of honor. He is not a character we like to revile. Instead, he is one with whom it is all too easy to identify. This book is not as funny or exciting as the FLASHMAN series but neither is it as strained and contrived. It is a good read and I look forward to reading more.

There Was Hornblower, Aubrey/Maturin, Now Jerrold

There was Hornblower, then Aubrey/Maturin, now comes Lt. Martin Jerrold, not cut from the same cloth at all. It starts out with him waking up from a hangover, a state in which he had gotten through the Battle of Trafalgar. This though is a murder mystery set in the same time frame. Lt. Jerrold is quickly suspected of murdering a British sailor. His new commanding officer, and the magistrate would see him hanged. They probably would if they could identify the corpse. His long suffering Uncle at the Admiralty gives him two weeks to solve the murder. Written in the same style as the other books, this one is even better at painting a picture of the life of the time. Life at Dover, a center of smuggling is presented as dramatically different than life at sea as in the other books. The people are more varied, the situations more surprising. This is supposed to be the first of a trilogy. Now the problem is waiting for the second volume. I also wonder if Edwin Thomas realizes just what he has created here. He may well be writing of the hapless Lt. Jerrold for a lifetime.