2007: 62. A Taste for Death

“The bodies were discovered at eight forty-five on the morning of Wednesday 18 September by Miss Emily Wharton, a sixty-five-year-old spinster of the parish of St. Matthew’s in Paddington, London, and Darren Wilkes, aged ten, of no particular parish as far as he knew or cared.”

A Taste For Death, P.D. James

Who knew that 2007 was going to be the year of reading (and re-reading) mystery fiction??  One little cold in February, and since then I’ve been on a non-stop tare through a world of murder, with complicated and civilized solutions.  Weird, I know.  And I don’t have much more to say about it - I enjoy reading these books because they are fast and engaging, but unlike, say, Outlander well written enough not make me feel like my brain is rotting out of my ears.

A Taste for Death starts with a murder where two very different men are found in a church with their throats slit - the MP Paul Berowne and the homeless Harry Mack.  Dagliesh and his crew have to figure out if its murder or suicide (well, even then it would be a suicide murder) and what exactly happened.  The book contains an extremely unflattering glimpse of the life of the upper classes, where a title and a family home means more than a mother’s love - other than that its a pretty standard, if typically well written and well characterized James.  The ending is pretty stark, particularly as it applies to Detective Kate Misken, but all in all its a good mystery, if you like mysteries.


Recommended for: Mystery lovers; people who believe that upper class types are all cold and unfeeling jerks.


Date/Place Completed: 5/2/07; D.C.

Categories:  Fiction; Re-Read; PD James Project

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