Best-selling author Jodi Taylor returns with a brand-new Chronicles of St Mary's short story.
Like a smaller and much scruffier Greta Garbo - finally - Markham speaks!
It's Christmas and time for the first (and almost certainly last) St Mary's Annual Children's Christmas Party - attendance compulsory, by order of Dr Bairstow. Discovered practising his illegal reindeer dance and poo-dropping routine, our hero, along with fellow disaster magnets Peterson and Maxwell, is dispatched to Anglo-Saxon England to discover the truth about Alfred and the cakes. In his own words, our hero reveals Major Guthrie's six-point guide to a successful assignment and the Security Section's true opinion of the History Department. And of historians in general. And of one historian in particular.
And, just to be clear, it is time travel, for God's sake. Forget all that pretentious 'investigating major historical events in contemporary time' rubbish. This is history without the capital H. Because this is the way the Security Section rolls!
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Christmas isn't Christmas without St Mary's
My Name is Markham is the seasonal short story release from Jodi Taylor and part of her very successful St Mary's series of books.
In a slight twist, the story is told from Markham's perspective rather from that of Max and as a result we are now treated to a new reader, Piers Wehner, instead of Zarah Ramm who reads the other books in the series.
As with previous narrations of the series it is beautifully done. Having had a number of audio books ruined for me by flat story telling its is refreshing to have readers who can tell the story with interest and character.
As for the tale itself it is, I think, its the best of the Christmas Stories that Jodi has written to date. Full of humour, panto reindeer and the answer to who burned King Alfred's whilst allowing the reader a glimpse into what it would have been like to live in times past.
All the gang are included, and I will never be able to look at a plastic pouch of olives in the same way again.
- Nicole P