I Get To Them Eventually
Last night I finished The Camelot Caper, a mystery Britt lent me that’s been sitting on my shelf for years. (At least five, probably more.) I don’t read many mysteries any more, but I have to say–this one was a lot of fun. It sticks you right in the middle of quite the menacing atmosphere, but the comic relief shows up quickly enough to balance that; luckily, that same comic relief and the quirkiness of the characters rescues it from its dips into gender stereotypes. (I’m not overly picky about that sort of thing, mind, but some of the dips did make me roll my eyes. I suppose one must make allowances for a book first published in 1969!)
Overall, if you’re fond of an English mystery, this one is definitely worth checking out. I find myself wondering if there are sequels…