The mystery begins with the strappado death of CID Detective Inspector Peregrine "Perry" Trethowan's estranged father Leo at the Trethowan ancestral home, Harpenden House. Perry is asked by the Assistant Commissioner to participate in the investigation. This is an assignment Perry would have preferred to avoid. It is professionally embarrassing, as his 70 year old father was found dead wearing spangled tights, and although Perry left Harpenden House years ago, one or perhaps more of his highly eccentric relatives, still living there, is likely to be the murderer(s).
This somewhat bizarre story is populated by odd characters and biting commentary about Perry's relatives and upper class attitudes and practices. This is a well told tale that held my interest throughout, although it took a while to get comfortable with Barnard's idiosyncratic writing style, which occasionally, for me, intruded on the storytelling.
Barnard writes with an acerbic, tongue-in-the-cheek comedic style, using a unique choice of words and sentence structure. Two first chapter quotes: "...like all right thinking people I read my paper backwards ...", and "Certainly he would not have committed suicide: he never was one to do anybody a favor", demonstrate the story's humorous tones.
His uncommon choices of words and sentence structure seem more redolent of a foreign writer with an exceptional command of English, than an English-born and Oxford-educated author. Some illustrative examples are: "I began expatiating aggrievedly on a theme...", "Aunt Sybillia went into acidulated retirement...",
If your looking for an unusual reading experience and are comfortable with occasionally pregnant sentences, unique over-the-top characters, a humorous but disparaging viewpoint, and a more entertaining than mysterious story you may find this a surprisingly entertaining novel.