On the heels of her successful debut, The Love Detective comes more misadventures and murder with Clarry Pennhaligan and her creator, author Angela Dyson.
Note to self: Do not screw this up. When Clarry Pennhaligan, rookie private detective and unlikely heroine, takes on her second case, she is determined to master the art of smart.
All she has been asked to do is to infiltrate a group of women who share a rather unusual way of spending their spare time. Shouldn’t be too demanding, she thinks, nothing to it.
But, after her first clumsy steps reveal secrets that may best be kept hidden, her investigation gains momentum and events take a bizarre and sinister turn.
Out of her depth and working above her paygrade, Clarry soon faces a very real danger. Things just got Next Level.
“The role of amateur detective has always appealed to me,” Angela Dyson explains. “The artless inexperienced meddler asking questions, stirring things up and getting in to a whole heap of trouble. But I’d never be brave enough to do it myself.”
Apart from the twists and turns of her crime caper, Angela has made sure to include some important messages to young and old. As she explains, “Twenty-six year old, Clarry Pennhaligan, is a modern heroine. She’s a generously proportioned size 14. She’s Body Positive and reflects the New Activism: Accept yourself …just as you are. Accept others…..just as they are.”
And then there’s her side-kick, the glamorous septuagenarian Flan. “I love Flan! She’s gloriously outspoken, and with a huge appetite for life. The inter-generational aspect of the novel sends a powerful message: We can do anything we want, no matter what our age.”
This was a really fun romp of a book, Clarry is a great character and I loved her no nonsense approach to life. I also adore her retiree side kick Flan, who is just the best and totally who I want to grow up to be.
Searching for the truth as to what the strange group of women are up to uncovers a whole mess of scandal and lies. It’s a riot, with our fearless heroines clambering over roofs and attending unusual rituals in suburban Wimbledon.
I hadn’t read the first book, but I’m going to seek out a copy and hopefully there will be more Clarry and Flan to come!
This is a perfect read when you need some comfort, and a giggle, ideal now the night is drawing in and it’s raining non-stop.
*I was kindly gifted a copy of this book in exchange for taking part in this blog tour but all opinions remain my own.