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Miss Marple meets Oscar Wilde in this new series of cosy mysteries set in the picturesque Cotswolds village of Bunburry.

In "A Taste of Murder," the third Bunburry book, a local beef farmer is found dead and Betty Thorndike, vegetarian and Bunburry’s only Green Party member, is in the frame. Despite what everyone thinks, Betty is absolutely not Alfie McAlister’s girlfriend. But Alfie knows what it’s like to be wrongly accused, and enlists the help of his fellow amateur detectives, Liz and Marge, to find out who’s responsible. There’s just one problem about a farm-based investigation - Alfie’s scared of cows ...

Helena Marchmont is a pseudonym of Olga Wojtas, who was born and brought up in Edinburgh. She was encouraged to write by an inspirational English teacher, Iona M. Cameron. Olga won a Scottish Book Trust New Writers Award in 2015, has had more than 30 short stories published in magazines and anthologies and recently published her first mystery Miss Blaine's Prefect and the Golden Samovar.



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Contents

CoverContentsBunburry – A Cosy Mystery SeriesAbout the BookCastThe AuthorTitleCopyright1. The Parcel2. Sunday Lunch3. The Next Morning4. Vivian5. The Police Station6. The Lawyer7. Bovinophobia8. Murder Inquiry9. Oxford University10. The SqueakEpilogueNext episode

Bunburry – A Cosy Mystery Series

Miss Marple meets Oscar Wilde in this new series of cosy mysteries set in the picturesque Cotswolds village of Bunburry. In “Murderous Ride,” the second Bunburry book, Alfie discovers that he has not only inherited a cottage from his late Aunt Augusta but also a 1950s Jaguar. He is dismayed: for reasons of his own, he no longer drives. Aunt Augusta’s best friends, Liz and Marge, persuade him to get behind the wheel again – but that’s just the start of his troubles.

About the Book

A local beef farmer is found dead and Betty Thorndike, vegetarian and Bunburry’s only Green Party member, is in the frame. Alfie knows what it’s like to be wrongly accused, and enlists the help of his fellow amateur detectives, Liz and Marge, to find out who’s responsible. There’s just one problem about a farm-based investigation – Alfie’s scared of cows …

Cast

Alfie McAlister flees the hustle and bustle of London for the peace and quiet of the Cotswolds. Unfortunately, the “heart of England” turns out to be deadlier than expected …

Margaret “Marge” Redwood and Clarissa “Liz” Hopkins have lived in Bunburry their entire lives, where they are famous for their exceptional fudge-making skills. Between Afternoon Tea and Gin o’clock they relish a bit of sleuthing…

Emma Hollis loves her job as policewoman, the only thing she is tired of are her aunt Liz’s constant attempts at matchmaking.

Betty Thorndike is a fighter. Mostly for animal rights. She’s the sole member of Bunburry’s Green Party.

Oscar de Linnet lives in London and is Alfie’s best friend. He tries luring Alfie back to the City because: “anybody can be good in the country. There are no temptations there.”

Augusta Lytton is Alfie’s aunt. She’s dead. But still full of surprises…

Harold Wilson loves a pint (or two) more than his job as local police sergeant.

BUNBURRY is a picturesque Cotswolds village, where sinister secrets lurk beneath the perfect façade…

The Author

Helena Marchmont is a pseudonym of Olga Wojtas, who was born and brought up in Edinburgh. She was encouraged to write by an inspirational English teacher, Iona M. Cameron. Olga won a Scottish Book Trust New Writers Award in 2015, has had more than 30 short stories published in magazines and anthologies and recently published her first mystery Miss Blaine’s Prefect and the Golden Samovar.

HELENA MARCHMONT

A Taste of Murder

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Digital original edition

 

»be« by Bastei Entertainment is an imprint of Bastei Lübbe AG

 

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This book is written in British English.

 

Copyright © 2019 by Bastei Lübbe AG, Schanzenstraße 6-20, 51063 Cologne, Germany

 

Written by Olga Wojtas as Helena Marchmont

Edited by Allan Guthrie

Idea and series concept: Kathrin Kummer & Rebecca Schaarschmidt

Project editor: Kathrin Kummer

Cover design: Kirstin Osenau

Cover illustrations © shutterstock: schankz | Sk_Advance studio | ivangal | Ola-la | Patryk Kosmider | WDG Photo

E-book production: Dörlemann Satz, Lemförde

 

ISBN 978-3-7325-5523-9

 

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Twitter: @be_ebooks_com

Follow the author on Twitter: @OlgaWojtas

 

I can’t stand people who do not take food seriously.

Oscar Wilde

1. The Parcel

Alfie was sitting over a coffee in the brightly tiled kitchen when the Hallelujah Chorus broke out. Undoubtedly the most unusual doorbell in the Cotswolds, it startled him every time it rang, but he had no plans for something more commonplace. Aunt Augusta had chosen it, and he still thought of the cottage as hers.

He went to the front door, which was still painted in Aunt Augusta’s trademark purple for the same reason, and was greeted by the postwoman.

“Another parcel from your friend Oscar in London,” she said. “He’s very good to you, isn’t he? We’re not sure what it is, but a good shake makes it sound a bit like maracas.” She held up the package and shook it next to his ear to prove her point. “The wrong shape for maracas, though. Pop in and let us know what it is, won’t you? Oh, and tell Oscar we always have a good laugh at the address. Bye.”

“Bye,” said Alfie faintly as she headed back down the lane. He still found village life disconcerting compared to the anonymity of the capital. In Bunburry, everybody seemed to know everybody else’s business, and what they didn’t know, they just made up.

Since Oscar had discovered that as Bunburry was so small, anything with Alfie’s name on it would be correctly delivered, he had been creating increasingly outrageous addresses. He had accurately written his own name, Oscar de Linnet, and his Belgravia postcode, in his careful copperplate script on the back of the package, but the front read Alfie McAlister Esq, The Ramshackle Hovel, Back of Beyond, followed by the genuine postcode. Theirs was an unlikely friendship: Oscar, the languid Old Etonian, born to a life of privilege, and Alfie, brought up by a single mother, educated in the local comprehensive, a self-made man. They had met through a mutual love of theatre in an amateur dramatics group, and found themselves as the two male leads in Oscar Wilde’s The Importance of Being Earnest. Alfie was cast as the gentleman of leisure, Algernon Moncrieff, while Oscar played Jack Worthing, the rogue with a double life. It was Oscar who had played matchmaker between Alfie and Vivian. That was two years ago. And now Vivian was dead, Alfie had decamped to Bunburry, and Oscar was doing everything in his power to lure him back to London.

Oscar began by haranguing him. “You can’t live in an old woman’s cottage in the middle of nowhere.”

“It’s not in the middle of nowhere, it’s on the edge of Bunburry, which appears on Ordnance Survey maps. And it’s not an old woman’s cottage, it’s my cottage, left to me by my late aunt.”

Windermere Cottage did have its downside, notably the psychedelic wallpaper and the avocado bathroom suite, but Alfie didn’t feel he had the energy to redecorate and still wasn’t sure whether he would stay in the Cotswolds. Not that he was going to admit that to Oscar, who had moved to more subtle methods of persuasion.

First came the programmes, from the National Theatre, the Barbican, the Globe, the Royal Opera House, the Albert Hall, accompanied by handwritten letters that described each performance in glowing detail and pronounced it the very best that Oscar had ever seen.