Despite it's flaws, I quite enjoyed the Knack Of Life by Trisha Rainsford and it made for an absorbing read whilst on my holiday, and I'd recommend it to fans of easy to digest crime fiction, looking for a short escape whilst relaxing on a sun lounger on the deck of the Arcadia...
I think I related quite while the main character, Seamus, who see's his friend Mattie, who had helped him through some rough post divorce trauma, shot in the dark of the Irish night with a shotgun.
He then slumps ever further into a depression, but is encouraged by his room mate and cousin to investigate the causes of the murder for themselves. With a few twists and turns along the way, and some discoveries about the Irish locals, Seamus is forced to do some soul searching and to grow up quickly to help get him out of the climatic "Poirot in the drawing room" styled peak of the story.
I also liked the titles of the chapters being pop songs, though this is because I'm a shameless pop fan and not because it actually adds anything to the book's composition.
I also enjoyed how so many of the social interactions revolve around tea, toast and coffee...
Occasionally clumsily written, The Knack Of Life is unpredictable enough with a likeable cast to absorb you and see you through a short holiday. Go for it.
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