I’d never read the mystery The Clocks by Agatha Christie, featuring Belgian detective Hercule Poirot, along with a police detective from Wilbraham Crescent in the seaside town of Crowdean, Sussex, and a third sleuth inferred to be part of British foreign intelligence.
Today, I rectified that when I downloaded it to my e-reader. I was intrigued by the mystery, but also by the novel’s many covers since its original publication date in 1963.
You can never go wrong with an Agatha Christie novel.
Perhaps, after the many flavours, I really aught to read Agatha Christie’s murder mystery books, instead of just me watching these versions of her work in movies and plays I’ve seen performed. I am definitely missing out, with what little attention span I have. So, without hesitation, as foretold:
The Cones.
The Cones? Related to previous discussion of ice cream?
Yeah, and I’m thinking of ice cream mysteries again. The frightened face on the bottom row made me meme the cones, and I’m going to stop doing that one now. I told some friends and some joined in and came up with some more titles.
I did enjoy the time theme this week too.
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