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Falco, the detective in Vespasian's Rome is back again in Lindsey Davis' new novel A Dying Light in<br />
Corduba. Falco becomes involved in the politics of Olive Oil when he stumbles across a particularly<br />
gruesome murder in the back streets of Rome, a murder in which he could have been a victim, were it<br />
not for an amphora of fish-pickle sauce two slaves were carrying for him at the time. Despite the fact<br />
that Helen is eight months pregnant, they travel to Spain to sort out a price fixing cartel and find the<br />
murderer. As the case is triumphantly concluded, Helen goes into labour...<br />
I found the plot of this one somewhat difficult to follow. <strong>The</strong>re were too many characters with very<br />
similar names and rather too many obscure political and social ramifications. At times, Falco seemed to<br />
be building straw men, at others, tilting at very murky windmills. I'm still not sure who did what to whom,<br />
and why. In that sense, perhaps it is an unsatisfactory book. Falco was as cynical and wise-cracking as<br />
ever, and that was fun. But it is not one of the stronger Falco novels.<br />
For many years I have been promising myself that I'd read the Brother Cadfael novels by Ellis Peters. <strong>The</strong><br />
fortunate discovery of four Cadfael omnibus volumes in a second hand bookshop forced my hand and I<br />
have just finished the first of them. It contains the first three Cadfael novels: A Morbid Taste for<br />
Bones, One Corpse too Many and Monk's Hood. Brother Cadfael is a Benedictine monk in twelfth<br />
century England. Over the course of more than twenty novels, Ellis Peters has him solve many murder<br />
mysteries. <strong>The</strong> strength of the novels lies not so much in the whodunit aspects of the plots as in their<br />
sense of time and place, the skilful invocation of the past. Under her real name (Edith Pargeter), the<br />
writer was an extremely well thought of historical novelist who specialised in this period, so there is no<br />
doubt that she was writing for strength. I felt the first novel was rather weak (though it has a brilliant<br />
title), but after that they really took off and I galloped through the next two. I have another seventeen (I<br />
think) to go and I am rather looking forward to them. No -- I won't review them one by one in this<br />
column. But I may well mention them in passing. Watch this space.<br />
Edith Pargeter died last year. <strong>The</strong> new Lindsey Davis novel is dedicated to her.<br />
So that was it for the Hogwatch month. As I write these words, I really am on holiday. Oh frabjous day,<br />
calloo, callay. (I put that in to torment the spell checker).<br />
Terry Pratchett Hogfather Gollancz<br />
Harry Harrison <strong>The</strong> Stainless Steel Rat goes to Hell Tor<br />
Charles Sheffield <strong>The</strong> Ganymede Club Tor<br />
Tomorrow and Tomorrow Bantam<br />
John Barnes Patton's Spaceships Harper Prism<br />
L. Neil Smith Pallas Tor<br />
Geoffrey Abbott Lords of the Scaffold Headline<br />
Sharyn McCrumb <strong>The</strong> Rosewood Casket NEL<br />
She Walks <strong>The</strong>se Hills Coronet<br />
Lindsey Davis A Dying Light in Corduba Century<br />
Ellis Peters <strong>The</strong> First Cadfael Omnibus Warner