Yes Only Twelve - and now it's Only Eleven.

So the first bedside book is finished. I haven't been doing nothing but reading since yesterday's post, the book concerned was almost finished when I wrote it. It was the latest from Saturday Slaughters and - ta-da! - I really rather enjoyed it.

This is it

Beloved Poison by E S Thomson. It's set in a C19 London hospital which is on the brink of being demolished to make way for the railway, and a macabre discovery sets in train a series of very violent events. 

It's well plotted, well researched, well written and full of likeable and/or credible characters - honestly, whats not to like? My only criticism is that in places it's a bit Grand Guignol, and I did wonder if perhaps she had originally envisioned it as a graphic novel.  There's a verve and enjoyment to her description of a dissection which I found quite disturbing. 

But overall a hit and, as far as Saturday Slaughters goes, not before time.