Well Eurovision is over for another year - time to put away the Serbian cookbooks, dust off the Russian ones and start saving up for the caviar for next year's party. Now I can get back to concentrating on some reading - well once the slight hangover has gone away at least. I have actually been reading this book for a few days, just haven't had a chance to post anything on it yet. I have got to say with each book I love Dr Siri more and more. Sure the books have a healthy dose of woo woo, but Dr Siri is a Sharman in his native land and culture. And Mr Geung is a very strong character in this book as well - undertaking a massive journey because of duty. But more in the review to come.
"Dr Siri lay beneath the grimy mesh of the mosquito net watching the lizard's third attempt. Twice, the small grey creature had scurried up the wall and ventured out across the ceiling. On both occasions the unthinkable had happened. The animal had lost its grip and come plummeting down with a splat onto the bare concrete of the guesthouse floor. For a house lizard this is the equivalent of a man coming unstuck from the ground and falling up with a crash onto the ceiling Siri could see the stunned confusion on its little puckered face. It looked around to get its bearings then headed once more for the wall."
It's the 1970s in the People's Democratic Republic of Laos, and with the Communist bosses coming to town for a jamboree everything needs to be tidy. Which is why reluctant national coroner Dr Siri Paiboun finds himself in the mountains of Huaphan Province. Inconveniently, there's a mummified arm protruding from a concrete path.
Questions Siri has to answer: What is a Cuban black magic cult doing in the mountains of Laos? Does the handsome officer have the hots for his assistant Nurse Dtui? Why does an infernal disco start up each night just as he begins to nod off? And why, why do the spirits insist on talking to him?