I was first attracted to this book by its title, which is proof that, not only am I an Anglophile, I have an English husband as well. But trouble quickly loomed on the horizon. The writing was stiff, and there was far more telling me what was going on rather than leaving the characters alone to s...
Mr Budge may have seemed free with his information, but this snippet from his agenda for the day was nothing compared to what he had to tackle later: something which was so well under his hat that, if he’d worn a wig, it would have been under that as well. As it was now a ...
Sorry, sorry, sorry – Major,’ Lady Amanda called from the music room. As the soundless form appeared, she said, somewhat testily, ‘Have you seen Great-Aunt Jemima’s silver baton anywhere? I’m sure I left it on the piano, and I’m going to help with choir practice in the New Year. I’ll need to get ...
Leaving Holmes to ring round to see if the other men could provide alibis for the time before the meeting was due to start, Garden went on to the computer to see what he could dig up. Apart from the odd ‘oh!’ ‘really?’ and ‘how very interesting,’ Garden more or less worked...
‘Being at the funeral will give us a good chance to have a real eyeful of whoever attends, then, I understand, it’s back to Reggie’s house for the wake. Young Mr Williams has sort of given me permission to stay on for the reading of the will, and I want to know to whom the dosh has been left.’ ‘W...
‘I was supposed to phone Hibbie’s work this morning, and they’ll be closed for lunch now.’ ‘They must have an answerphone you could leave a message on. If you leave your rank on the message someone’s sure to get back to you.’ ‘Good idea, Watson. I’ll do just that thing, and do it right now.’ As s...