Murder at the Chase by Eric Brown

Murder at the Chase by Eric Brown is the second book in the Langham and Dupre mystery series. These books tick a lot of boxes for me as I enjoy the 1950s setting, this one begins as a locked room mystery – something else which I like – and there’s an English village location.

It’s not absolutely necessary to have read the first book in this series Murder by the Book but it is preferable I think. You can read my thoughts on that one here.

It’s July 1955 and the writer Donald Langham has just about plucked up courage to ask Maria Dupre to marry him but he’s planning a romantic setting in which to do the deed, he’s taking her off to rural Suffolk.

Just as they are about to leave for their trip Langham gets a phone call from Alastair Endicott asking him for help to track down his father who seems to have gone missing, despite his study door and window being locked. Edward Endicott had been working on the biography of a Victorian Satanist called Vivian Stafford, a some time resident of Humble Barton, the small Suffolk village where the Endicotts live. Vivian Stafford has apparently returned to the village, claiming to be over 120 years old and a possessor of supernatural powers.

Donald Langham realises that Humble Barton isn’t far from where they were going for their romantic break so he decides to go there and see if he can help solve the mystery.

I’m already looking forward to reading the third in this series, which is yet to be published. My only gripe with this one is that the literary agent Charles Elder doesn’t appear in it as much as I would like and not being of a romantic frame of mind I’ll be very glad when Langham and Dupre actually get hitched, then they can settle down to married bickering and banter which I find to be more entertaining than romance. This is a well written book in which Brown manages to conjure up a very believable 1950s.

Classics Club Spin

The Classics Club Spin number is 2 which means that I’ll be reading Uther and Igraine by Warwick Deeping, who was a best selling English author in the 1920s and 30s. I’ve just realised that I haven’t seen that book since we moved house a year ago, it must be somewhere here though.

It’s maybe not strictly speaking a classic, I doubt if it’s still in print, but it is an old version of a classic Arthurian tale and I usually love anything Arthurian so I’m looking forward to reading it.

Classics Club Spin

It’s time for another Classics Spin. It’s a while since I’ve done one, although I have been reading classics. Anyway, below is my list of twenty classic books and I’m not really bothered which number comes up tomorrow.

1. Deerslayer by J. Fenimore Cooper
2. Uther and Igraine by Warwick Deeping
3. Poor Caroline by Winifred Holtby
4. Angel by Elizabeth Taylor
5. Homage to Catalonia by George Orwell
6. The Road to Wigan Pier by George Orwell
7. Dead Souls by Nikolai Gogol
8. Oblomov by Ivan Goncharov
9. A Tramp Abroad by Mark Twain
10. Is He Popenjoy by Anthony Trollope
11. Lady Anna by Anthony Trollope
12. Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy
13. Nana by Emile Zola
14. Orley Farm by Anthony Trollope
15. The Crowded Street by Winifred Holtby
16. The Way We Live Now by Anthony Trollope
17. The American Senator by Anthony Trollope
18. The Courts of the Morning by John Buchan
19. The Gap in the Curtain by John Buchan
20. Ayala’s Angel by Anthony Trollope

I’ve added six books by Anthony Trollope, all of which have been recommended by other readers, but I’ll be reading at least one of those ones soon for Karen at Books and Chocolate’s bit of a Trollope ‘do’ to celebrate Trollope’s bicentennial later this month.

The Queensferry Bridge from Fife, Scotland

It’s all go at the construction site of the new Queensferry Crossing, which is what I believe the new bridge spanning the River Forth is being called. You can just see a bit of the garden of a house on the right hand side, they have a great view of it all.

North Queensferry

The new bridge is reaching out over to Fife, they seem to be getting on with it quite quickly. In fact they’re way ahead of schedule and well under budget too – how often does that happen?!

North Queensferry

I think it’s going to look quite elegant when it’s finished.

North Queensferry

On one of our many recent night time journeys over what I suppose must now be called the old Forth Road Bridge, we took a detour down to the edge of the Forth so that I could take some photos by night.

New Queensferry  Bridge at night 1

It’s all well lit up as you can see, I think they’re working round the clock on it but there should be no danger of any vessels bumping into it. It’s quite a sight I think.

New Queensferry Bridge at night 2

The Debate and – call me Dave

The photo below is one which appeared on the front page of the Guardian the day after the much debated debate took place. As soon as I saw it I said to Jack ‘That man still has his hand in his pocket!’ It could have been worse, it’s usually both hands which ‘call me Dave’ has hidden away. I dread to think what they’re doing.

This seems to be what they learn at Eton, along with it being acceptable to walk around dressed as a Nazi – a la Prince Harry. To me it all looks like the height of arrogance, and to be fair, that is probably what people do send their offspring to posh private schools for – cultivating an air of superiority. It doesn’t go down at all well with me though.

aDave's hand

So I was really happy when I got to Steve Bell’s Guardian cartoon to see that he obviously had the same feeling about the photo as I did, as you can see below, he should have kept to the usual hand in pocket stance though.

Elsewhere on the internet, there’s a wee girl who thinks Cameron looks like this Thomas the Tank engine train, who apprently goes under the name of Spencer the silver express. I sort of see what she means.

We’ve got over a month to go of all this shenanigans, I’m going to attempt to keep myself sane by having a laugh!

Warpaint by Alicia Foster

Warpaint by Alicia Foster was first published in 2013. The setting is 1942, Bedfordshire where in a villa close to Bletchley Park there’s a small community of people who are working to compile Black propaganda to send to Germany, with the idea of demoralising the German population. Some of them draw cartoons of the Nazi leaders and others write letters which are sent to the parents of dead German soldiers, supposedly from their sons who are claiming to be alive and well and living in England, happily.

Sam and Vivienne are a husband and wife working in the Black villa, with Sam being the head of operations, Charles and Frido are the others in the team. Frido is a ‘good’ German who is top of the Nazi’s most wanted list and knows all of the top Nazis so his knowledge and talents are invaluable.

Meanwhile, in London The War Advisory Art Committee has been set up, there’s a small community of women artists who have been given commissions to draw and paint scenes which portray Britain in wartime and capture the atmosphere and reality. They must conjure up the bulldog spirit.

Sir Kenneth Clark (Director of the National Gallery) has been given the job of getting the women to come up with the goods but he has passed the task on to Aubrey Smith, a much younger and inexperienced pen-pusher. As the whole war art idea came from Churchill it’s obvious that Clark wants to avoid the responsibility of the job as he has been having trouble getting any work out of the women.

Like everyone else at that time, their lives are anything but normal and the reader is drawn into all the personal problems which have come about mainly because of the war.

This book was right up my street, I loved the wartime setting which is inevitably tragic as all those ‘few’ were scrambling for their planes and all too often not coming back, as Dame Laura Knight was capturing the moments on canvas. It’s a thriller with lots of twists to keep you turning the pages.

This book weaves a couple of actual people with fictional characters, not something which I’m terribly fond of but I think in this case it works well, despite the fact that I couldn’t stand Sir Kenneth Clark, especially after reading Alan Clark’s biography where it was a toss up as to which one was the most ghastly – father or son.

Warpaint is Alicia Foster’s first novel and is very well written. She has a Ph.D in art history and teaches art students.

Like all good books, this one piques your interest in the subject and urges you to go and do a bit of research of your own.

Below are a couple of Laura Knight’s wartime paintings.

Laura Knight artwork

You can see a lot more of her work here and here.

Dame Laura Knight became the official artist at the Trials of Nazi war criminals in Nuremburg.