The Scintillating Siamese The first problem for a gorgeous European aristo-cat like Belinda was choosing the proper owners. As soon as she laid her beautiful blue eyes on the young couple who came to look at her, she knew she had found a pair of humans whom she could easily handle. With a graceful bound onto the lap of the delighted man, Belinda made them hers, to do with what she liked. And what Belinda liked was adventure, as you'll soon discover following her captivating capers from the ski slopes of Switzerland, to the old chateaux and three-star restaurants of France, to unforgettable yachting in the storm-swept North Sea. Belinda is a cat with class, but she's not too proud to make you love her...
Moyes was born in Dublin on 19 January 1923 and was educated at Overstone girls' school in Northampton. She joined the WAAF in 1939. In 1946 Peter Ustinov hired her as technical assistant on his film School for Secrets. She became his personal assistant for the next eight years. In 1960 she wrote the screenplay for the film School for Scoundrels starring Ian Carmichael, Terry-Thomas, and Alastair Sim. She married photographer John Moyes in 1951; they divorced in 1959. She later married James Haszard, a linguist at the International Monetary Fund in The Hague. She died at her home on the island of Virgin Gorda (British Virgin Islands) on 2 August 2000.
Her mystery novels feature C.I.D. Inspector Henry Tibbett. One of them, Who Saw Her Die (Many Deadly Returns in the US) was nominated for an Edgar Allan Poe Award in 1971. She also wrote several juveniles and short stories.
Not being a cat lover (I don't dislike them, I just don't feel any particular desire to have them around), I found this book only mildly interesting. Not bad for bedtime reading, but I started and finished quite a few other books since I started it, before I finally finished it. I vaguely remember, from my childhood, visiting a family that had Siamese cats, but I don't remember anything about them. If I read a book about cats, it's for the people rather than the cats, and a few of those parts of the book were interesting. But on the whole, I couldn't relate to the author's deep feelings for her feline companions.