A Jack Parlabane mystery, against the setting of an assignment on a corporate outward bound course.
Not a standard murder mystery but very witty, very funny and very readable:
See, that’s what I love about your generation. You know these things chapter and verse and can pluck them from your skull on cue. What can we quote? Song lyrics, sitcom gags and philosophical soliloquies that sould pseudo-Shakespearean until you remember they were spoken by Jean-Luc Picard.
…and reading this is now indelibly associated in my mind with a fabulous weekend at the seaside in Whitby. Bliss.
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