I read seven books in July.
The Shell House Detectives by Emylia Hall
Ally Bright, retired and recently widowed, and a young ex-cop, Jayden Weston, satisfactorily solve the mystery of a young man found dead at the foot of a cliff near their village on the Cornish coast. An unlikely but excellent duo of (semi-) amateur sleuths plus some lovely writing. Book 1 in a new series; would definitely read more.
Doors Open by Ian Rankin
A standalone IR title, a crime caper really – a heist of Scotland’s National Gallery pictures from its overflow store which is open once a year on Doors Open Day. Good fun, especially for Edinburghers I think.
Fool for Love by Eloisa James
A Regency novel: ‘Lady Henrietta Maclellan longs for the romantic swirl of a London season. But as a rusticating country maiden, she has always kept her sensuous nature firmly under wraps – until she meets Simon Darby.’ Interestingly, Eloisa James is a Professor of English Literature in New York.
Touch not the Cat by Mary Stewart
I thought I had read all Mary Stewart’s
books but this one caught my attention at the Christian Aid Book Sale this
year. Not my favourite (which is Airs
Above the Ground) because I wasn’t that keen on the rather supernatural
element here – the family whose members can speak to each without words. But
otherwise it’s vintage Mary Stewart. (I couldn't find a picture of mine – the cover isn't nearly as nice as this one.)
‘Touch not the cat bot [without] a glove’, by the way, is the motto of the Scottish Clan Chattan, to which, courtesy of my maiden name, I belong.
The Boy Who Loved Books by John Sutherland
A biography/memoir by the Emeritus Lord Northcliffe Professor of Modern English Literature at University College. His distinguished title and career belie his beginnings which were poor both financially and emotionally. His mother, widowed when he was a small boy, was a wonderful character but not a wonderful mother, and time spent farmed out to an unpleasant aunt in Edinburgh left him with a bad impression of the city although he did return to teach in the University.
Luckily, he discovered books. Unfortunately, he also discovered that he had a great capacity for alcohol. In the second half of the book I’d have like more about the former and less of the latter.
Found in a Bookshop by Stephanie Butland
I adored Lost for Words which came out in 2017 and featured Loveday Cardew, a troubled young woman whose refuge is the second-hand bookshop she works in. In Found in a Bookshop we meet her again – and now she’s inherited the shop. But, a big but – it’s 2020. No one can come in. She hits on the idea of a ‘book pharmacy’ – people can tell her, and her assistant, Kelly, what ails them emotionally and they will give a list of recommendations. Chosen titles can be posted or (cautiously) delivered.
Some customers are given more space than others such as the elderly devoted couple George and Rosemary.
For many years to come, I’ve no doubt,
there will be novels set in the pandemic years. One written so close to the
event has an authenticity and was a raw, perhaps understandably rather overwrought, reminder of that time. I liked it well
enough (especially the books lists) but I didn’t adore it.
The Pear Affair by Judith Eagle
A delightful story aimed at the 9+ age group which, I’ll let you know, includes me ….
'When Penelope Magnificent's awful parents tell her they're taking a trip to Paris, she surprises them by begging to go along.’
Her ulterior motive is to look for her much-loved former au pair Perrine (‘Pear’) and there follows adventures both above and below ground in the French capital.
