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Oxford University is the setting for this intriguing mystery, which starts when the stiffened corpse of the Vice-Chancellor is spotted in the middle of the row of carved stone rooftop statues. With a bizarre collection of Dons - young, ancient, competitive, experts on the works of Chaucer, and good at anagrams - College life is thrown into disarray when a second murder occurs. Detective Autumn collars the murderer, but only after he causes dozens of Dons to run naked through the streets of Oxford. Author Robert Robinson, well known from radio programmes such as Today and Brain of Britain, wrote this book in 1956 so this novel has an agreeable period charm.… (més)
There is a murder mystery, of some ingenuity, but the real focus of the book is a send-up of Oxford. In Monty Pythonist fashion, some bits land and others do not, or at least haven’t aged well. But the final pursuit from Parson’s Pleasure down to the Randolph is a brilliant set piece, What I perceived as casual British 1950s racism was somewhat nuanced by the penultimate paragraph: “As the Inspector walked away he caught sight of [the universally sought after] Balboa Tomlin on the arm of Mr Singh. ...As he turned the corner, Autumn saw Mr Singh raise his hand to Nicholas. But if it was meant to be Mr Churchill’s V-sign, Mr Singh had got it wrong.” The book in miniature.
An interesting book, a little tongue in cheek mystery about the murder of a couple of Oxford University dons. There are just too many suspects and characters being juggled about and I got a little dizzy keeping them straight. ( )
This book is by Robert Robinson, the English radio broadcaster and was written 53 years ago, when I should imagine he was young man himself. A murder mystery set in a fictional Oxford college, and as a murder mystery it's better than average, but not great.
For me, Robert Robinson in full self-satisfied flow on the radio, is something to be taken in very small doses, reading this book the overall impression is of an author who is insufferably pleased with himself. ( )
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Caste now your royal eie on everich hond, How pleyn disordinaunce is in your lond; Rancour and Ryot now are sovereyn, In oon accord to wierken aller peyn; Swich traytours mote be shent and that anon — To-hanged on a galwes, everich-on. Els is the king namore a king, I rede — Lost is his croun, his pouer and his drede.
Oft lurketh Deeth wythyn the green shawe, Whan foul rebelling trampleth on the lawe...
CHAUCER: The Boke of the Leoun
Laßt Herrschers Aug`in Euren Landen schweifen,
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To my Mother and Father
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Nicholas Flower whistled lightly as he turned into the High Street, dodging the shopping baskets and the pavement traffic.
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Oxford University is the setting for this intriguing mystery, which starts when the stiffened corpse of the Vice-Chancellor is spotted in the middle of the row of carved stone rooftop statues. With a bizarre collection of Dons - young, ancient, competitive, experts on the works of Chaucer, and good at anagrams - College life is thrown into disarray when a second murder occurs. Detective Autumn collars the murderer, but only after he causes dozens of Dons to run naked through the streets of Oxford. Author Robert Robinson, well known from radio programmes such as Today and Brain of Britain, wrote this book in 1956 so this novel has an agreeable period charm.
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