A Killer Christmas at Honeychurch Hall (Honeychurch Hall, Bk 9)
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Genre: Mystery, Thriller & Suspense
Book Type: Paperback
Author:
Genre: Mystery, Thriller & Suspense
Book Type: Paperback
It hasn't been all that long since I read one of Hannah Dennison's Honeychurch Hall mysteries, but I couldn't resist this holiday-themed one. A Killer Christmas at Honeychurch Hall certainly sated my appetite for some festive mayhem.Â
There's a lot going on in this fast-paced little jewel. Kat's romance with Shawn is more off than on. The detective inspector who replaced him is still handsome and still smashing his head on those low beams in local homes and pubs. The Dowager Countess is showing signs of senility, and it looks as though Kat's mother Iris may finally be unmasked as bestselling bodice-ripper novelist Krystalle Storm. In addition, the double threat of the stolen Barbie doll and a killer on the loose is enough to satisfy any armchair sleuth. There were elements of both that made me feel superior in my deductive powers, but there was still more than enough to keep my little grey cells happy.
Once again, I love how Dennison weaves in information about antiques and country house life. In this installment, readers learn tidbits about Barbie dolls, Scheele's Green, and champagne coupes as well as how the owners of these large old English estates are trying to make ends meet. Converting outbuildings into Airbnbs and glamping (a term that really makes me grind my teeth) seem to be the two most popular alternatives to keep the wolves from the doors of these old houses.
The icing on the cake of A Killer Christmas at Honeychurch Hall (as well as the entire series) is the humor. From the locations of the dead bodies-- the stumpery and the ha-ha-- to "All it took was a little prick," and all points in between, I was either smiling or laughing through the entire book. By the way, don't worry-- you will find out what a stumpery and a ha-ha are.
If you're in the mood for some lighthearted, intelligent fun, then I wholeheartedly recommend Hannah Dennison's Honeychurch Hall series. I've been a fan since the very first book.
There's a lot going on in this fast-paced little jewel. Kat's romance with Shawn is more off than on. The detective inspector who replaced him is still handsome and still smashing his head on those low beams in local homes and pubs. The Dowager Countess is showing signs of senility, and it looks as though Kat's mother Iris may finally be unmasked as bestselling bodice-ripper novelist Krystalle Storm. In addition, the double threat of the stolen Barbie doll and a killer on the loose is enough to satisfy any armchair sleuth. There were elements of both that made me feel superior in my deductive powers, but there was still more than enough to keep my little grey cells happy.
Once again, I love how Dennison weaves in information about antiques and country house life. In this installment, readers learn tidbits about Barbie dolls, Scheele's Green, and champagne coupes as well as how the owners of these large old English estates are trying to make ends meet. Converting outbuildings into Airbnbs and glamping (a term that really makes me grind my teeth) seem to be the two most popular alternatives to keep the wolves from the doors of these old houses.
The icing on the cake of A Killer Christmas at Honeychurch Hall (as well as the entire series) is the humor. From the locations of the dead bodies-- the stumpery and the ha-ha-- to "All it took was a little prick," and all points in between, I was either smiling or laughing through the entire book. By the way, don't worry-- you will find out what a stumpery and a ha-ha are.
If you're in the mood for some lighthearted, intelligent fun, then I wholeheartedly recommend Hannah Dennison's Honeychurch Hall series. I've been a fan since the very first book.
