nineveh_uk

Thank you for that review. It's encouraging to know that it's better than the execrable Attenbury Emeralds (and I don't find it particularly hard to believe that Gerald never talked shop with Peter out of fear that Peter might talk shop back at him and then Helen would have fits). I could certainly do without the sex, though. At their age, and after three children, they ought to be "toddling along quite nicely", no need to make a fuss, rather than wallowing in the glories of the matrimonial bed (they can do it all right, but the narrator shouldn't keep banging (so to speak) on about it). considerably better than most faux Golden Age mystery novels is high praise indeed compared with Emeralds, and Oxford as a setting has a timelessness about it that presumably avoids the difficulties of the 1950s being a godawful era to set an LPW mystery in. Next time I'm in dire need of reading matter, I shall bear this one in mind!