Happy Friday, all!
It’s been rather a rocky week with sneezing small people, book tour prep, and all the things, so there was less reading time in there than I would have liked. I did, however, go back to T. Kingfisher’s Nettle and Bone, and loved it on the second go, especially since about a third of the way through it turned into classic Kingfisher, with lots of snark and banter and wonderful old wise women (with chickens).
From there, I went back to my happy place: Patricia Wentworth’s interwar England. I’m all out of Miss Silvers (the omniscient, knitting, spinster private detective), but she has a three book spin-off series featuring Inspector Lamb and Detective Frank Abbott, so I’m happily up to my elbows in tea and corpses, impoverished heroines of good family, alarmed vicar’s wives, and all the usual panoply of Wentworthdom.
What have you been reading this week?