After the trilogy, if you fancy just a dash more of our favourite portly criminal bon viveur (! ) then thankfully the Hon.Charlie Mortdecai is back in this slim tome, this time employed as a sleuth to hunt down a murderer, whilst determinedly (and energetically) fostering a nascent moustache. Full of important advice and as many synonyms and sobriquets for moustache as one could wish for. The language still tickles and entertains, and the tale is still as convoluted, odd and unlikely as ever. The snail is upon the thorn, and the brandy and soda (sans soda) is within easy reach! Cheers.