Regular readers here will know how much I love all things Norwegian. Those paying closer attention might have picked up my relatively recent plunge into the world of Golden Age (and similar) crime. Scandi Noir being what it is, it is not often that these two interests collide, although Karin Fossum has caused them to... Continue Reading →
Love’s Clichés
Apparently (according to Take That and others) it only takes a minute to fall in love. I might not make such an extravagant claim but I know where they're coming from. I too have fallen in love in the blink of an eye, at the drop of a hat, out of a clear blue sky... Continue Reading →