The arrival of a new Charlie Bassett novel in March has started to be the herald to spring. Once again David Fiddimore delivers in spades, and I'm left feeling bereft at the end of another roller-coaster ride with the pint-sized rake of the RAF.
Its now 1953, and characters from Charlie's past manage to inveigle him back into the service to carry out their dirty work, this time in the mad Alice in Wonderland world of the British-controlled Suez Canal Zone just after the removal of King Farouk and during a period ot tension before the Nasser revolution and the crisis of 1956.
Fiddimore invokes the sense of period with his usual adeptness, the action and story is full of more twists and turns than a mountain corniche and cracks along at a pace to give you a proper white-knuckle ride.
The good news is that Charlie looks set to return in another adventure next year, so I'll have to go back and re-read the other four during the wait. I suggest you do the same.