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Been a busy few weeks chez Cochrane. Flu jabs, exploring local airfields and - best of all - a concert at Romsey Abbey featuring the Treorchy Male Choir. Blimey, these lads can belt out a tune. If you ever get a chance to see a genuine Welsh choir, then grab it with both hands. 
 
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The Case of the Undiscovered Corpse - my Cambridge Fellows/Alasdair and Toby crossover - is out now in paperback and will be out in ebook as soon as the publisher gets some strange compatibility issues under control. I'll send out a mail flash when that's sorted.

Alasdair Hamilton and Toby Bowe are the darlings of post-war British cinema, playing Holmes and Watson onscreen and off. When they’re called on to portray their fellow amateur detectives—Orlando Coppersmith and Jonty Stewart—not only do they find distinct challenges in depicting real people, they also become embroiled in solving a century-old murder.
How did a body lie undiscovered so long in the Stewart family vaults, who’s been covering up the murder ever since and why was the victim killed in the first place?



Don't forget, my lot for the Children in Read auction is live. I’m happy to send a signed copy of Lock, Stock and Peril to the highest bidder, wherever they live in the world, so why not to support a cause that’s close to my heart. Only about six weeks left to get a bid in.
  

 
 And now...I'm super delighted to say I've got a guest today, Dawn MacKinnon, who comes bearing her brand spanking release, Mr. Mustachio is Falsely Accused. It's a mystery, with a cat - I mean, what's not to love?

Sam Jones has left the force. Going forward, the only mysteries he'll solve will be fictional ones as he pursues his dream of becoming an author. But he's barely moved into Chez Celine, a former mansion repurposed as an artist collective, before two unfortunate discoveries demand his attention. One is the dead body of his new apartment’s previous occupant, found stuffed in a trunk. The other is an award-winning vase, found shattered on a storeroom floor. 
The list of murder suspects is endless. Everyone hated Amelie. But when it comes to the broken vase, the perpetrator seems obvious. It must be Sam’s unlikely landlord—an unusually intelligent cat named Mr. Mustachio.
Sam has never made friends easily, but as he gets to know Mr. Mustachio's human representative, Algernon, his feelings move beyond friendship. But Algernon seems to know more than an innocent man should. To find the true culprit, and perhaps true love, Sam must prove that both Algernon and Mr. Mustachio have been falsely accused.


 
Charlie