Ever since televisions Antiques Road Show passed by that way, the inhabitants of Mr Mosleys patchthe hill country of the Yorkshire-Lancashire borderhave become avid collectors of bric-a-brac. And Dickie Holgate, with a junk-cum-antique stall in the market-place of the little town of Bagshawe Broome, is doing very well as a result. That is, until Mosley spots one or two items of doubtful provenance among the chromium-plated teapots and bone-handled cutlery. Reducing his superiorsespecially Detective-Superintendent Tom Grimshawto a state of nervous prostration, and accompanied by an admiring, if uncomprehending, Sergeant Beamish, Mosley, in his black homburg and overcoat, strolls through scenes of ever-increasing comic confusion to a final satisfying denouement. What, Me, Mr Mosley? is the sixth, and sadly, the last, of John Greenwoods Inspector Mosley novels. In its humour, wit, and nicely judged North-of-England atmosphere, this is a fitting and worthy conclusion to the series.
Il n'y a pas encore de discussion sur ce livre
Soyez le premier à en lancer une !
Un douloureux passage à l'âge adulte, entre sensibilité et horreur...
Blanche vient de perdre son mari, Pierre, son autre elle-même. Un jour, elle rencontre Jules, un vieil homme amoureux des fleurs...
Des idées de lecture pour ce début d'année !
Si certaines sont impressionnantes et effrayantes, d'autres sont drôles et rassurantes !
