The third of Runcie's Sidney Chambers series is back up to 5 stars, after a dip down to 4 stars for the second book. What I love about these stories is, first of all, that they're stories with a stable set of characters, a genre I really like. I also love that the mysteries don't all revolve around murder, although some of them do. The mysteries themselves are perhaps a little weaker here than in the first book, but at this point I'm reading for the characters, not for the mysteries. And I love Sidney himself -- fallible, anxious, deeply thoughtful about the world and his calling in that world. Also, I'm not sure that I've mentioned in previous reviews that these stories are all set in the late 1950s and, by now, the early 1960s; that time period gave the second book its emphasis on Russian and German spies, which I found a little tedious, but it works well in this book.
Here's a passage from the end of the book that I want to remember:
"... There was so much going on in his life, but that, he said to himself, gave it all its fullness. He would be bored without challenge or complexity.
He poured the cocoa into the mugs. Perhaps he worried too much? Sometimes such simple acts, which could not be rushed and took up a fixed amount of necessary time, were a respite from more lasting uncertainties and preoccupations. If he could concentrate more upon such manageable tasks (making this cocoa, looking after his wife, feeding his child, or teaching his dog to fetch a ball) then ideas, and even solutions, might come unbidden; thoughts that could make him a better priest, a kinder husband, and even a more incisive detective."