Well this was about as different from “The spy who came in from the cold” as chalk is to cheese. Though I have listened to adaptations of Alexander’s books on the radio and watched the TV versions of the Detective Agency, I have never actually read one of his books. They have sat on the side waiting to be read and other ones have jumped the queue.
Well maybe it was because of the grey wet weather outside, but I just felt like a change and so picked up this book. Now I am thinking why did I wait so long. I loved Bertie, a small boy, who set light to his father Guardian newspaper, and then needs to be psychoanalysed. He asks his mum all the “wrong” questions and does inappropriate things.
The rest of the characters in the house are so easy to relate to, and I am sure anyone who has lived in a flat/house share for a while will relate to the antics going on. Alexander must have spent many happy hour people watching to make up his rich tapestry of characters that make up the story. It is so nice to read a book where the humour is gentle and funny but does not have to resort to crudity.
I am now faced with a dilemma as to when to read the next book, as we have most in our house. They make a good contrast to murder mystery books so I think I will wait for a few weeks. So this was book 14 week 8 fiction 14 (6 on audio) non fiction 0
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