This was one of my recent library sale purchases and it jumped the long queue because I’m just not in the mood for anything that I have to concentrate on at the moment. So this one fitted the bill perfectly.
Agatha is divorced from James in this book, in fact I have yet to read one in which they were married, I’ve only read pre and post marriage books. Anyway, Agatha hasn’t got over James and is still living in hope of a reconciliation. When James, who is now earning a living as a travel writer, invites her to go on holiday with him she thinks this is her big chance and sets about preparing for a wonderful, exotic destination. Floaty, skimpy clothes and underwear are bought and packed. Imagine her disappointment when James drives her to Snoth-on-Sea, the small Sussex resort where he had enjoyed holidays as a child. James is on a nostalgia trip, but things aren’t what they were, well we could all have told him that I’m sure!
Everything is really run down and grotty, in the way that only coastal resorts can be, and within a few minutes of Agatha and James entering the hotel dining-room Agatha is abused and threatened by a fellow guest.
Agatha being Agatha, she gave as good as she got, which didn’t help her when murder ensued!
Yet again, another amusing romp from M.C. Beaton.