The Detection Club: Deathly Swinging

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Imagine 1930, a group of writers, London, Murderers , Victims. And a skull named Eric. This is basically the Detection Club in a nut shell. But let’s bite into the mistery…

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The Women of Christie (Part 1)


Agatha Christie was born a Victorian but grew up in a time when women had one foot in a crinoline and the other down a trouser leg. The Great War came and people started toppling off their Victorian pedestals into a steadily germinating modernity. More and more women were learning how to drive, volunteering as aid during the war, running establishments and basically entering what were predominantly patriarchal roles; finally, sexual stereotypes and gender roles were being renegotiated.

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Deal Noir 2016


All over England there are many festivals and events to celebrate the love for literature and books and as crime fiction lovers we are always looking for an occasion to share the love with other aficionados. One event that we will not miss (and neither should you) is the Deal Noir Crime Fiction Convention 2016, set in the very British sea town of Deal, Kent.

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The Real Gone Girl: The Disappearance of Agatha Christie

Today's tv crime tv series should learn from this!Today’s tv crime series should learn from this incident!

Every one of us, have at least once in our lifetime, found ourselves in a situation where we feel stuck, unhappy and with no escape, even when we actually have nothing to complain about. Imagine, instead, if you had everything and you were living the life that you always dreamt about, and then out of the blue, thunder strikes and your entire existence is shaken.

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Agatha Christie and The Grand Tour

Poster of 1924 British Empire Exhibition. In a time were colonies were loosing their importance, the propaganda was meant to make the Empire feel like a solid institution.

Poster for the British Empire Exhibition, 1924. In a time were colonies were losing their importance, the propaganda was meant to make the Empire feel like a solid institution.

It doesn’t take a genius to understand how important travelling was for Agatha and how much it influenced her works during her life time. Snow Upon the Desert, her first attempt to write a novel, was set in Egypt where she stayed during her early 20s. Followed by that was Death in the CloudsMurder on the Orient Express, Death on the Nile and the controversial Passenger to Frankfurt. Frequent though were her family trips around Europe, nothing was quite like the trip she made in 1922.

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ABC: Agatha Before Christie (Part 2)

Frederick Alvah Miller, Agatha Christie's father. He died when she was only 11.

Frederick Alvah Miller. He died when she was only 11.

1910 BC:  The Victorian era is over and with it all the austerity of sort. Europe, and the rest of the world is on the brink of war. The 20th century began with new resolutions but unfortunately not all expectations for what the future might have brought went as planned. Agatha knew this well, because in 1901, when she was just 11, her father, Frederick Miller, died of heart complications.

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Akhnaton Premiere

Young Agatha Miller riding a donkey in the desert. normal activities in the british coloniesYoung Agatha Miller riding a donkey in the desert. Normal activities in the British colonies

Some of you will know that Agatha Christie was greatly influenced by the Middle East thanks to her second husband Max Mallowan, whom she met during an excavation in modern Syria. But she was also very fond of Egypt, having spent her early 20s in Cairo, dancing at balls with soldiers and living the life of (as often described in her books) a “young bright thing”. Besides partying and dancing, while in Egypt she became very interested in the forgotten and almost forbidden, Pharaoh Akhenaten, husband of the well known Queen Nefertiti and father of Pharaoh Tutankhamun.

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ABC: Agatha Before Christie (Part 1)

1890 BC (before Christie NDR): The world is on the verge of change, Queen Victoria is still sitting on her throne and the good old days haven’t gone yet.


In a small resort town in Devon, Torquay, a little baby girl was born, Agatha Mary Clarissa Miller and she was destined for great things. Daughter of an American gentleman, Frederick Miller, and an English woman, Clara Boehmer, she had two siblings, Monty (who’s portrayed in the “Unexpected guest”, can you guess who he is?) and Madge, the “high brow” of the family, older than her.

Because of the age gap, Agatha grew up as a lone child. Her world was confined to Ashfield, her house where she would have always feel at home, (she always said that there were no houses like Ashfield in Torquay) and it revolved around her family, with her mother at the centre, Clarissa, a woman that influenced Agatha’s life (and her work) in many ways. Her personality was very eccentric, very peculiar and esoteric, always ready for a last minute seance, she was known for her psychic abilities and for her “Second Sight”.

The other woman that influenced Agatha was her Nannie, she was Agatha’s god, deciding and teaching the little girl about what was good and what was bad, how to approach people and how to behave like a little lady. Nannie is best described in one of Agatha’s Mary Westmacott novels (hopefully you don’t need any clarification on this) “The Giant’s Bread” where Agatha’s childhood is described with an inside on her thoughts as a little girl who was living more like an adult than a child.


Agatha Pagatha the performer

Days went by between a visit in town, a stroll near the sea at Torquay’s pier, the odd trip to Europe that would have shaped Agatha’s life in the future in many ways and also a visit to her Auntie-Grannie who “always expected the worst of everyone and everything, and were, with almost frightening accuracy, usually proved right.” (she was the inspiration for Miss Marple’s character).
All was good and merry, but something was afoot, a danger coming from the depths of Agatha’s little grey cells: A gunman, ready to ruin everything and to influence her whole lifetime.

In her dreams, everything reflected her merry way of living: a tea party with family and friends, a day out on the moor, but there was always a masked man, dressed up as a French soldier with a very old musket, instilling horror in little Agatha Pagatha (how she was called by her father).
He was at first disguised as one of Agatha’s acquaintances, and then suddenly, he would transform and haunt her dreams.


The Gun man was the “Quality Seal” for  novels in the Golden Age of Crime Fiction

She didn’t know that that man would have continued to follow her, make her a fortune and lead her to places she wouldn’t even dare to dream of…

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