Thus far, the stack of snowy reading and cosy ‘whodunnits’ that’s been keeping me company through these long Winter evenings has been top drawer. What with solving Icelandic crimes with Ragnar Jónasson and… Continue reading
On my way to work tonight I drove through a light swirling of the white stuff and was hoping against hope that on my return journey I might find the fields and hills… Continue reading
If you’ve read my reviews of Snow Blind, Night Blind and Black Out you’ll know that if anything was going to test my book-buying ban, Rupture (translated by Quentin Bates), the latest edition of Ragnar Jónasson’s… Continue reading
I discovered Ragnar Jónasson’s Dark Iceland series (translated into English by Quentin Bates) earlier this year. Frustrated by the lack of winter snow here in grey, wet, West Wales, I revelled in the… Continue reading
I’ve had the concentration of a goldfish over the past week, so I abandoned all my reading challenges and reached for something less challenging, yet no less brilliant than my usual reading fare.… Continue reading
Imagine you could travel back in time, kidnap Agatha Christie, transport her to a remote town in the north of Iceland, pop her in the freezer for a little short of a century… Continue reading
Spring has finally sprung! The snowdrops, daffodils, crocuses and primroses are out in abundance, the howling wind has given way to birdsong and every store across the land has dusted down their perennial… Continue reading
