After a couple of torrid books, I thought some light and "fluffy". Well my sort of light and fluffy anyway - So the second Charlie Mortdecai book from Kyril Bonfiglioli (which I confess Stephen Fry's blurb of "You couldn't snuggle under the duvet with anything more direputable and delightful" had some impact on the choosing thereof):
"Yes, well, there it was. That was that. I'd had my life".
Cult classics in the UK since their first publication in the 1970s, Kyril Bonfiglioli's wickedly fun mysteries, featuring the Honorable Charlie Mortdecai - degenerate aristocrat, amoral art dealer, seasoned epicurean, unwilling assassin, and general knave-about-Piccadilly.
Charlie's back in After You with the Pistol, along with his new bride Joanna, and his thuggish manservant Jock. He's also still drinking too much whiskey - and anything else he can get his hands on - which makes it all the more difficult to figure out what the beautiful and fabulously wealthy Joanna is up to when she tries to convince Charlie to kill the Queen. Suffice it to say, Joanna is not quite what she seems.