I really like murder mysteries and silly British characters, but this missed the mark for me. I think because (a) it‘s from a different time and some of the language around Jewish people had me like “yikes” and (b) the mystery wasn‘t mysterious enough. Too easy to see the connections. So it wasn‘t a good enough book for me to work past some of my discomfort for the sake of enjoying what the book was when it was written. If that makes sense. :)