A drawing room murder with a little wit thrown in. Iam not a fan of Granger's Fran Vardy series but loved Markby and Mitchell. This was tame reading, at times ponderous. I don't like the word "stiff" which appeared very often to describe the body found on the sofa of Monty's Balaclava home. In spite of his unpopularity in the village I found Monty a bit of a charmer, sad with his harking back to his childhood trauma and his marriage to Penny, but Granger did create a character in him which is more than can be said about the very many other poeple who walked through the pages of this novel. The plot was weak and there were no real sub-plots to add interest. Disappointing.