When, a man is killed in a quiet English village, and a rare parrot goes missing, the police turn to an old detective who also lives there for advice. Famous in his day for his methods and success rate, this 89 year old, is wiling away his retirement, keeping bees, living a quiet life and just hoping, that when the end come, it’s not a humiliating one.
Whilst the man is never named, it’s not difficult to guess that the old man might just be Sherlock Holmes.
The mystery of the man’s death, in the old detective’s mind plays second fiddle to that of the missing parrot. Which is driven in part for his affection for the young boy to who it belongs, but also because he’s a slightly cantankerous old man that likes to do things his way.
To be honest, there’s not a lot of mystery or detective work, going on here, it’s more the chance to meet some interesting characters, and see a once great mind, show that even at nearly 90 years old it still has something to show for itself.
This was an interesting introduction to Chabon’s oeuvre. I’m not sure though, I’ll be making the effort to grab another book by him over what I already have on my TBR pile by other authors, certainly one day, I’m sure I’ll be reading him again at some point, but not just now.