Aug 10, 2019
Charlie Chan in “The Feathered Serpent” (1948)
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Charlie Chan in “The Feathered Serpent” (1948)
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I as a character in a whodunit drop things at dramatic moments. The World Famous Detective try as they might attempts to suss out what my problem is. That I am merely clumsy and have to coordination of a guppy in a sandbox does not cross thier mind.
Murder On the Orient Express by Agatha Christie. This week I was journeying on the Orient Express with Hercule Poirot. The train got stuck in a snow drift and there was this murder.
The Mammoth Book of Roman Whodunnits - Mike Ashley
This book does an excellent job of sampling "the extraordinary reach of Rome across both seas and centuries". The variety of detectives helped carry those one or two stories that weren't as fresh as the rest. The introductions to each story were the perfect amount of information (and easily skipped if that's your preference) to give the reader a direction to look for more reading material from each author/time period for the piece(s) that you fancy best.
RULE NINE: The Truth is whatever I say it is.
'The Absurd Nonsense of the Orange Eyebrow' by Punk Sanderson
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The Vicar again stared silently at the audience, and, as the weight of his presence weighed on the room (not that he's that heavy, you know) they began to silence themselves, until finally you could have heard the proverbial pin drop
'The Absurd Nonsense of the Orange Eyebrow' by Punk Sanderson
Our villa had double gates which any normal person would, no doubt, describe as 'heavily padlocked' - but being a pedantic crappipuss, I think I should point out that the padlock itself was quite light. It was the chains that were heavy.
'The Absurd Nonsense of the Orange Eyebrow' by Punk Sanderson
Allow me to set the scene. When I say 'yacht', I certainly do not wish you to picture sails. The yachts that line the wharf of the old port in Cannes are all motorised gin palaces. Large white creatures, luring you inside with their curvaceous lines and their promise of adventure. And the boats are fairly attractive too.
'The Absurd Nonsense of the Orange Eyebrow' by Punk Sanderson