One of his ‘entertainments’ which I don’t on the whole enjoy.
The conceit is quite amusing, a vacuum salesman in Havana is recruited by MI5 as an agent. He is given an expenses account and is free to engage and pay staff, all of whom are fictitious. Photographs of vacuum machine components are sent to MI5 in London, masquerading as military equipments from a hostile power.
The ideas and concepts are quite good, but these books don’t gel for me, much as I enjoy his tragic novels.
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