Poirot, Poirot, Poirot!!

It rained yesterday, and bad weather puts me in the mood for Poirot. I read Peril at End House and The Hollow. Neither of which are very long, and I've seen The Hollow televised, though I couldn't remember whodunnit! Both are set in large country houses, amongst the wealthy set Poirot seems to spend most of his time crime-solving for. I'm completely useless at guessing who did it, so these books are great fun for me. Agatha Christie was known as the Queen of Crime for her output, and I thoroughly agree. Happy reading!!

The Brilliance of Agatha Christie

Agatha Christie was a genius, and if she'd wanted to, she'd have been a criminal mastermind! The creator of Hercule Poirot and Miss Marple (though I far prefer the former to the latter), she wrote dozens of books set all over the world and involving all manner of crime and murder. While the books are not long or hugely complex, they contain all manner of twists to keep the reader guessing whodunnit til the last page.
Hercule Poirot is probably the second most famous detective in literature in English (Sherlock Holmes is the first) and his cases range from the stereotypical country house murder to some rather odd adventures both in his adopted home of England (famously he is Belgian, not French as some characters often refer to him as!), and on his many adventures overseas. The television adaptations of Poirot's cases are good, David Suchet looks more or less as described, though his moustache should be more luxuriant than the little one he sports.
Most of Christie's books have been adapted for television at one time or another, and she also penned the novel "Three Blind Mice" that was adapted into the stage play The Mousetrap, famously the longest running play ever! Her books make excellent holiday reading, and also for rainy days when you want to stay inside all cosy. Just don't start one just before going to bed, you might end up staying all night trying to solve the case!

Oh the weather outside is frightful...

Nothing like curling up with a book when it's cold and wet and horrid outside. I think it's going to be a Poirot kinda day. Classic crime fiction in the warm while the weather's rotten. Perfect comfort.