April 1933. Eddie Pettit is a gentle soul with a near-magical gift for working with horses. When he is killed in a violent accident, there is skepticism about the cause of death. Who would want to kill Eddie, and why? Maisie Dobbs is determined to offer her help. As she uncovers lies and manipulation on a national scale, Maisie must decide whether to risk it all to see justice done.
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Charming novel, full of human nature & observation
She embraces the time of the 1920's just enough with out over doing it, charictors are very true to life where no one is perfect. Coming close to the narrative story tell skill of Agatha Christie
Charming novel, full of well observed human nature it limits of perception and floors of judgment and personal perception.
Nice pass, good characterisation and easy to listen to with out zoning out of the narrative thread.
Maisie Dobbs goes from bad to worse
Quite why I've struggled through the Maisie Dobbs series I can't explain but this will definitely be the last one I will tolerate. Implausible characters, most notably Maisie Dobbs herself, the story line is weak and the revisionist take on Churchill's role in the lead-up to the Second World War insulting. No idea who Winspear thinks her audience is for this trash apart possibly from an unquestioning American audience who can't see through the clunky attempts at social and historical commentary.
No, still love whodunits in general and most recently enjoyed The Cuckoo's Calling.
No I haven't but it was very good and Julie Teal can't be held to account for the poor material. Compares very favourably with the American reader (Orlagh Cassidy) of the same novel which I had to abandon because her grasp of English regional and class based accepts was so woeful (for example she rendered a Glaswegian with an Irish accept) and her attempt at an upper class accent was terrible, whoever told Cassidy that she could render an English accent did the world a disservice).
All of them.
I am so exasperated by the Maisie Dobbs books I am moved to write this, my first review on Audible. Perhaps I'm most annoyed with myself for reading this rubbish in the first place. In future I'll stick with D L Sayers and Alexander McCall Smith.