October 1952: England’s worst train crash stuns Britain
112 people were killed and 340 injured when the sleeping-car express from Perth ploughed into the London bound commuter service standing at Harrow & Wealdstone station. Within seconds, a northbound express smashed into the wreckage. The Ministry of Transport’s investigation into the crash posthumously blamed the experienced crew of the Perth express. But why several danger signals were passed remains unanswered. What went so wrong on the footplate of the Perth express? Lorna survived the carnage, but seven years on she still suffers terrible nightmares and daytime traumas. She hopes DI Crosier, of Crewe’s Railway Police, will know something to help her come to terms with her terrors and the tragic loss of her sister, brother and niece. Crosier’s investigation of British Railways’ first serial killer, leads him to suspect that he is linked to the Harrow and Wealdstone crash. His daughter is targeted by the killer, and his wife’s refusal to move to Crewe, only add to Crosier’s problems, and his love life.
It is a page turner, I wanted to keep reading to know what happens next, and also found myself thinking about the story whilst I was off doing other things. As a crime story, there are many layers to the plot, which come together at the end.
For me, the characters could have done with developing, and the reasoning behind some of the events, conclusions, discoveries and so on was not always convincing. I think a bit more editing here and there would have helped too.
Anyway, this book, with its appropriately sixties style front cover, does contain some vivid and original prose in the sections telling of a woman's reveries of the Harrow train crash. I thought those parts of the book were absolutely stunning and I kind of wish the rest of the book had carried on being so out-there and experimental. But I get that Edwin actually wanted to produce a detective novel, not the 1960s arthouse film style thing those crash scenes were. They had me in mind of Blow Up and The Prisoner. I cannot really explain what I mean any better than that. Suffice to say, there was something hugely original and different there.