He is a good writer this guy. Despite having read this before, I had no clue ‘whodunnit’ until the last chapter (perhaps a function of my failing memory rather than any quality is the writing).
Every time I read one of these I am struck by the contrast between the books and the atrocious TV series starring some man whose name I forget but who used to live round here and drink in the local pub. I hope Robinson is enjoying his royalties.
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