THE
RIVAL QUEENS
BY
FIDELIS MORGAN
THE
BLURB:-
It's
1699 and those intrepid heroines the Countess Ashby de la Zouche and
her maidservant Alpiew are once more scavenging for scandal for that
scurrilous rag, the London Trumpet. But with the bailiffs in hot
pursuit they are reduced to seeking refuge in a concert hall. No
sooner have they settled down for an evening of tedium than one of
the players staggers onto the stage, her hands dripping with blood- a
doyenne has been decapitated under their very noses.
The
unlikely sleuths find themselves with an abundance of suspects:
players, ruffians in pink ribbons, a Punch and Judy man- not to
mention a painter with a silver proboscis. Their pursuit of the
culprit takes them from the Tower of London to Bedlam, with a brief
detour via the fields of Wapping. With a little help from Pepys and
a lot of laughs and mayhem along the way they uncover a web of
corruption that extends to the highest echelons of society.
THE
REALITY:-
The
person who bought me this book was not wrong in thinking that I would
love it- a bodice ripping carry-on of a thrill set in
post-Restoration London, with reproachable characters, naughty
ladies, mystery, wrongdoings and intrigue. As a lover of Forever
Amber, by Kathleen Windsor, this period in history tends to excite
me.
But
I have tried. For... oh, ten years now, this book has sat on my
shelf. In that time I have tried to read it no less than three
times, the last time very recently! I managed to get to around page
100- but I still could not tell you much about what went on, as the
words seemed to flow in through one ear and out of the other.
Maybe
it was the somewhat slapstick style of writing. Maybe it was the
stupid, childish names of some of the characters. But whatever it
was, I could just not get into this novel so, sadly, it's finally
going into the charity bag.
Maybe
one of you would like to read it and give me an opinion?
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