Now that the mobile library is back in action my choice of books has become rather strange because there isn't a great deal of choice. The BBC had an Agatha Christie weekend and I thought it was time that I read one of her books. I found a large print Poirot in the library, just the job. By around chapter three I said to Himself, 'it's interesting, she's told us who the murderer is, but of course Poirot doesn't know." Ha ha, that was me fooled, the murderer was, of course, someone else entirely. I enjoyed it.
Another choice based on a television programme that I enjoy was a book of Inspector Montalbano short stories. I like the scenery, the locations and the end music in the television series, all missing from the book of course, so the book didn't do much for me.
I was under-impressed by the book, so much so that I can now hardly remember what it was about.