Everyone loves Bryant & May, and I would really love to be just like Arthur Bryant.
As always with the Bryant & May novels, The Memory of Blood is brilliant. Taking you back to the greats of mystery writing and the classic locked room mystery, it is as funny, devious and devourable as ususal. So much so that I sat and read this in one night, although with only one novel left in the series thus far, I really wish Christopher Fowler could write faster….
What else can you say about these books, other than they are quite simply works of genius. Sparklingly witty, and deadly deceptive. Brilliant
More octogenarian madness, as we explore the history of London public houses whilst trying to track down a devious killer who is murdering women in plain sight.
Only Bryant & May can solve a crime via mobile phone from hundreds of miles away whilst simultaneously solving a murder on their doorstep, all while being stuck in a van in the middle of a snowstorm.
In their usual mix and match method of investigating, the unconventional octogenarians do just that, in this fantastic tale.
With the usual blend of clever plotting, and humour added to an interesting and most welcome change in the pace from that of the earlier Bryant & May novels, White Corridor is a riveting read.
Why, O Why, O Why, have I left it four years since I read my last Bryant & May Novel? They are delightfully complex, and so darkly comic you just can’t help but keep on reading. I so want to be like these two when I’m old….