A weird old week. Not even sure what was going on with me to be honest, except being really busy and doing a lot of house cleaning as everything was a state after all the covid. Onwards and upwards etc.
Read:
Enter a Murderer by Ngaio Marsh
The Cheltenham Square Murder by John Bude
Altogether Dead by Charlaine Harris
A Vintage Murder by Ngaio Marsh
Amongst Our Weapons by Ben Aaronovitch
Opening Night by Ngaio Marsh
A House in the Country by Jocelyn Playfair
Started:
Agatha Christie’s Poirot by Mark Aldridge
Stories I Might Regret Telling You by Martha Wainwright
Still reading:
Worn by Sofi Thanhauser*
Paper Lion by George Plimpton
Fire Court by Andrew Taylor*
The Start of Something by Miranda Dickinson*
Plan for the Worst by Jodi Taylor
The Fake Up by Justin Myers*
I Was Better Last Night by Harvey Fierstein
Ummmmm. Preorders arrived, another preorder added to the list and a couple of ebooks. Move along, nothing to see here.
Bonus photo: the street used as Sherlock’s house in the BBC series, as seen on my walk to the station last week.
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