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From the back cover:
"There is a woman in Stockwell sinning"...
"What's her sin?"
"Despair," said Quercus squeamishly. "She has been ironing now for three hours, satin sheets of oyster cream"
When her lover leaves her, Polly, with some trepidation, advertises two vacant rooms in her house. The two women who move in seem sympathetic: bus conductor Kim, and awkward, gangling Sadie, a wanderer haunted by memories of her African childhood. But in spite of their shared experiences as lesbians, differences begin to emerge. Fortunately the household is watched over by the Liberty Boddesses of Hortus, prepared to risk divine censure if they can help straighten things out...
"There is a woman in Stockwell sinning"...
"What's her sin?"
"Despair," said Quercus squeamishly. "She has been ironing now for three hours, satin sheets of oyster cream"
When her lover leaves her, Polly, with some trepidation, advertises two vacant rooms in her house. The two women who move in seem sympathetic: bus conductor Kim, and awkward, gangling Sadie, a wanderer haunted by memories of her African childhood. But in spite of their shared experiences as lesbians, differences begin to emerge. Fortunately the household is watched over by the Liberty Boddesses of Hortus, prepared to risk divine censure if they can help straighten things out...
