This was the first Richard Jury novel that I've read and sadly, if the others are anything like this one, it will be my last.
Jury is an occasionally entertaining character however the plot was lacking. I would describe the book as 350 initial pages of futile banter (often between a cat and a dog) with a frustratingly simple side of 'designer shoes for dummies' then the last few pages is an 'aha' moment that finally puts and end to the withering plot.
Not a brilliant mystery plot, nor is it entertaining enough to be a pool-side guilty pleasure.
