With the weather in constant flux, a good classic crime novel is the perfect companion to read in the park on a sunny day, before running for cover and curling up under a blanket to finish the next chapter.
Now is a perfect opportunity to discover, or rediscover, author George Bellairs: a Manchester bank manager by day who turned to the pen at night, his fiction a far cry from the mundanity of any nine to five. His famed incarnation, Chief Inspector Littlejohn of Scotland Yard, is a humorous and compassionate character who will stop at nothing to get to the bottom of even the most mystifying of crimes.
In the Golden Age of crime writing, Bellairs’ stories are full of intrigue, tantalising clues and colourful characters in these classic British detective novels. We have re-vamped the covers with a hitchcock-inspired treatment, so they are as tantalising on the outside as they are inside.
Detective Inspector Littlejohn of Scotland Yard is travelling to an assignment, exhausted after an arduous journey of delayed connections, when he catches the last train. A murder occurs in his carriage, putting on hold any other plans he may have had. The local police, out of their depth, commandeer the detective to help them solve the case.
Delving into unrequited love, betrayal, and poison pen letters, Littlejohn must pick apart a tangle of grudges. Many men and women seem primed with motives, but which of them has it in them to kill?
Whilst taking the dog out for the last walk of a rainy day, Inspector Littlejohn of Scotland Yard stumbles across a dead body. Recognising it as Charles Blunt, a thief he crossed paths with and admired many years before, Littlejohn is determined to solve the case.
But where did the body come from? What was it doing in front of a deserted house? And why, after all these years, had Charles Blunt finally come to a sticky end?
Looking into the life of Blunt drags Littlejohn into the complex love triangles and debauchery of the filthy rich, and all of the scandal that goes with it.
The Todds, governed by the widowed matriarch, Mrs Todd, are well-known in Fordinghurst.
When Heck, the philandering youngest son, is found murdered on his boat, they do their best to hush up the scandal.
With the local constabulary depleted through illness and strained by an epidemic of illegal immigration, Chief Superintendent Littlejohn of Scotland Yard and his new recruit, Hopkinson, are called in to investigate. Faced with a tangle of family jealousy, marital betrayal and racial prejudice, Littlejohn persists, leading to a slew of confessions.
Death Before Breakfast
On her way to church early one morning, Mrs. Jump sees a dead body in the gutter in July Street. Frightened, she hurries on, but her conscience convinces her to return, only to find the body gone.
Doubting herself, she nevertheless tells her boss, Inspector Littlejohn of Scotland Yard, who decides to investigate further. He soon discovers that July Street is full of unusual people.
Everyone has a motive. Everyone is a suspect.
From London to Paris and back, Littlejohn unravels the tangled web of connections between this curious cast of characters to expose the murderer.
‘One of the subtlest and wittiest practitioners of the British detective story’ New York Times