So many of us read and continue to reread Agatha Christie, the undisputed queen of crime, as she’s been called. But I realised I haven’t read or reread any of her works well, in a very long time. So I’m over due on (a) either finding a book by her I haven’t read (still plenty by the way) and (b) reviewing her here, on the blog. I can probably do a double for 2022 given there’s an Agatha Christie challenge going around on twitter encouraging readers to get back into the Miss Marple or Poirot groove. So what better time than now to talk Christie and our favourite reads or, in this case, sleuths. Mine being Miss Jean Marple, the irascible and, some would say, nosey old biddy from the tiny village of St. Mary Mead. I don’t remember the first Christie book I read or, the first Miss Marple I read either, they were both back when I was still stealing books from my sister’s pile to read under the blanket at bedtime....