Miss Seeton Sings

A Miss Seeton Mystery, Book 4

De: Heron Carvic

Narrado por: Phyllida Nash

When a flood of perfectly faked banknotes hits the market, retired art teacher Miss Emily Seeton, the Yard's famed ‘MissEss', is chosen to investigate a respected Geneva bank. Somehow, the forger is also mixed up in the theft of valuable paintings, so it's ‘set an artist to catch an artist.'

But Miss S. is new to air travel – surely the names Geneva and ‘Genova' must be the same place? Bamboozling both the crooks and the police who vainly try to keep tabs on her, innocently humming the fraudsters' musical password, she trips gaily along the dangerous trail.

Serene amidst every kind of skullduggery, this eccentric English spinster steps in where Scotland Yard stumbles, armed with nothing more than her sketchpad and umbrella!

©2016 The Beneficiaries of the Literary Estate of Heron Carvic (P)2017 Prelude Books Ltd

Ms Seeton does it again

I loved the in and out of the European countries and languages. The story is well written and so descriptive that you are there experiencing the action.

Half Gracie Allen half Inspector Clousseau

Based on reputation everyone expects this mild mannered, retired, spinster school teacher to be a clever act, a brilliant ruse. But it’s not! With his tongue firmly in his cheek Heron Carvic has created a lovable character who inadvertently solves crimes while leaving chaos, fear and admiration in her wake. Phyllida Nash skillfully reads all the characters into life with their requisite accents and personalities, while brilliantly portraying the deadpan seriousness of Miss Seeton. Often laugh aloud funny, I can imagine Miss Seeton (with proper casting) adapted for the screen to become as well loved as David Suchet’s Hurcule Poirot.

Phyllida Nash was the reason I purchased this

What disappointed you about Miss Seeton Sings?

More violent than the other Miss Seeton’s I’ve read with a character being dismembered in the bath and distributed around Paris in suitcases – oh, and Miss Seeton unknowingly brings the victims forearm home inside a wedding present for young friends – and, the brief foray into a naked stage show Carvic takes Miss Seeton through degenerated this far-fetched tale right down into an unenjoyable farce for me.

Has Miss Seeton Sings turned you off from other books in this genre?

Yes.

Have you listened to any of Phyllida Nash’s other performances before? How does this one compare?

Phyllida Nash is an amazing narrator, as usual.