Robert Barnard dishes on royalty, reporters, parliament members, actors....I don't think he leaves anyone who might associate with a minor princess out. This, as always, was cleverly done by one of the best in more modern British mysteries. And, as always, I thoroughly enjoyed his characters. There may be stereotypes here and there, but they're thoroughly fleshed out stereotypes. Another enjoyable read.
Next up...Dreaming of the Bones by Deborah Crombie, a re-opening of the death of a poet. Was it really suicide?
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