Death at the Seaside Frances Brody

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Nothing ever happens in August, and tenacious sleuth Kate Shackleton deserves a break. Heading off for a long-overdue holiday to Whitby, she visits her school friend Alma who works as a fortune teller there.

Kate had been looking forward to a relaxing seaside sojourn, but upon arrival discovers that Alma’s daughter Felicity has disappeared, leaving her mother a note and the pawn ticket for their only asset: a watch-guard. What makes this more intriguing is the jeweller who advanced Felicity the thirty shillings is Jack Phillips, Alma’s current gentleman friend.

Kate can’t help but become involved, and goes to the jeweller’s shop to get some answers. When she makes a horrifying discovery in the back room, it soon becomes clear that her services are needed. Met by a wall of silence by town officials, keen to maintain Whitby’s idyllic façade, it’s up to Kate – ably assisted by Jim Sykes and Mrs Sugden – to discover the truth behind Felicity’s disappearance.

And they say nothing happens in August . .

Felicity Turner has a plan.

A plan she has been saving for and one that her boyfriend, Brendan, is going to help her with.

A two- week break in Whitby is much needed for Kate Shackleton. She is hoping to ‘catch up’ with her friend Alma, Felicity’s mother, and enjoy the summer at the beautiful coastal resort.

Felicity, hasn’t seen her father for many years. Her mother tells her, ‘I’m here..he isn’t’, but things are not all they seem and Alma is keeping a secret from her daughter.

Frances Brody has written a quaint and very charming novel, that not only intrigues, but also delights and entertains.

Kate Shackleton is a brilliant sleuth and Brody’s settings and marvellous tales are beautifully ‘matter-of-fact’ and of it’s time. The 1920’s is a very glamorous era, and Kate, with her fashion fineries and sharp mind and wit, bring to life, this, the 8th mystery crime novel of it’s series.

The vivid imagination of the author is what draws attention to these books. They do not have to be read in order, and with a summer not quite forgotten, are perfect for cosy autumn days.

I loved it.



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