Inspector Luke Thanet and his wife, Joan, are among the guests when Member of Parliament Hugo Fairleigh opens the grounds of his beautiful Georgian mansion, Thaxden Hall, for the annual village fete. It's a cloudless summer's day, an idyllic afternoon for innocent enjoyment. Then sudden death casts its shadow over the proceedings. At first, nobody is particularly surprised when Isobel Fairleigh, Hugo's elderly mother, is found dead in her bed. She was an old lady, and she had recently suffered a stroke. But, as Thanet soon discovers, she did not die of natural causes. She was murdered, and there are more than a thousand possible suspects wandering the grounds who could have sneaked into the Hall and killed her. Or was the murderer someone closer to home? Could any of Isobel's family or friends have been brutal enough to smother a helpless old woman? As Thanet and his deputy, Sergeant Mike Lineham, delve deeper into Isobel Fairleigh's life, they learn once again that crime knows no class barriers. Even a setting as grand as Thaxden Hall provides motives for murder. Wake the Dead is a triumph of storytelling, a tantalizing puzzle interwoven with an absorbing portrayal of the painful realities of family life. Silver Dagger-winning author Dorothy Simpson proves once again that she is one of the most gifted and stylish of contemporary crime writers.
"I was born and brought up in South Wales, went to Bridgend Grammar School and then on to Bristol University, where I read modern languages before moving to Kent, the background of the Thanet novels, to teach French at Dartford and Erith Grammar Schools.
Moving to the Maidstone area on my marriage, I then spent several years devoting myself to bringing up my three children. During that time I trained as a marriage guidance counsellor and subsequently worked as one for thirteen years.
You may think that marriage guidance counsellor to crime writer is rather a peculiar career move, but although I didn’t realise it at the time, of course, the training I received was the best possible preparation for writing detective novels. Murder mysteries are all about relationships which go disastrously wrong and the insights I gained into what makes people tick, into their interaction and motivations, have been absolutely invaluable to DI Thanet, my series character, as have the interviewing skills I acquired during my years of counselling.
I began to write after a long illness in 1975. The success of my first book, a suspense novel called HARBINGERS OF FEAR, gave me sufficient impetus to carry me through the two rejections which followed - very disheartening at the time, but invaluable in retrospect.
It was during this period that I realised that the crime novel is of such diversity that it offers enormous scope to the writer and decided to attempt to lay the foundation for a series of detective novels in my next book. This was the THE NIGHT SHE DIED." This was the first in a 15 book series starring Detective Inspector Luke Thanet. Severe repetitive stress injury caused her to stop writing in 2000.
She is an award winning author, receiving a Silver Dagger Award from the Crime Writers' Association of Great Britain.
Inspector Luke Thanet and his wife, Joan, are among the guests when Member of Parliament Hugo Fairleigh opens the grounds of his beautiful Georgian mansion, Thaxden Hall, for the annual village fete.
It's a cloudless summer's day, an idyllic afternoon for innocent enjoyment. Then sudden death casts its shadow over the proceedings. At first, nobody is particularly surprised when Isobel Fairleigh, Hugo's elderly mother, is found dead in her bed. She was an old lady, and she had recently suffered a stroke.
But, as Thanet soon discovers, she did not die of natural causes. She was murdered, and there are more than a thousand possible suspects wandering the grounds who could have sneaked into the Hall and killed her.
DI Thanet and DS Lineham come around after a few days investigation to strongly believe that someone in or associated with the Fairleigh family are most likely responsible for the death of the elderly Mrs. Fairleigh. Sorting out who that person is is not an easy task and after dozens of interviews identifying the responsible person does not become any clearer. Because the investigation seems to be stalling, Thanet decides to review all the material gathered in the investigation - we're talking of hundreds of reports. It's at this juncture when Thanet identifies an investigative thread that convinces him of a direction to follow. Follow-up interviews seem to support and confirm his hypothesis. Sure enough, things start to fall into place and the identity of the most likely suspect rises to the surface. A confirming interview is scheduled and through an adept series of questions brings the suspect to a point where a confession is made.
This mystery is a perfect example of why Dorothy Simpson has such a stellar reputation. I can't wait to get my hands on the next one - # 12 in the series.
A book written during the early 1990s, published 1992 but with the style and feel of the 1950s. Inspector Luke Thanet and Sergeant Mike Lineham have a perplexing case of the Member of Parliament's murdered mother. Lots of intuition and no evidence. Came to a rather abrupt ending.
With a long mystery series, it usually makes sense to start at the beginning. I have a group of four or five of Simpson's books waiting to be read and just picked this one at random---it was a perfectly satisfying mystery, but I think I should follow my own advice and begin at the proper point with Book One.
I liked the characters, and liked the surprising resolution---I think my indifferent response to this book was less with Simpson's story-telling, but with my preference for classic mystery stories from the 1920's-50's.
I got through 70 pages and just decided it was a lost cause. I couldn't get into the story at all. This particular book version I had was written in 1913 (there was no jacket for the book as the book was like a fabric cardboard). It's a murder mystery type novel and there were a lot of characters. Reminded me somewhat of a Agatha Christie novel, but Agatha Christie writes better mysteries. I was disappointed.
While close to two thousand people are gathered on the Fairleigh estate, and family and fête workers are bustling in and out, Mr. Fairleigh's aged mother is lying nearly paralyzed upstairs. Someone has had the easiest possible time suffocating her with a pillow. But it isn't that simple. Inspector Thanet isn't the only person to understand how someone was tempted to murder her.
I’m surprised that I only discovered this series recently. This is my 3rd read now and they are very good with an engaging detective (inspector Thanet). Look forward to reading others.
Thanet and Joan are attending an annual fete at Thaxden Hall, home of the local MP, Hugo Farleigh, which hope to raise over $4,000 for the Sturrenden hospice charity. The are having tea with Dr. Mallard & Helen his wife at the tea tent. But of course, a policeman and a doctor are never really off duty.'It's Mr. Farleigh's mother. She died this afternoon,' 'Mallard patted Helen's arm and glanced from her to Joan. 'This is confidential, of course, but...' He looked squarely at Thanet. 'There's no doubt in my mind that she's been murdered.' And so the investigation begins.
Thanet believed that, random victims of violence apart, murder victims carried in themselves or in their lives the seeds of their own tragic destiny. Something in their circumstances, past or present, or something in their character had finally led to that moment of ultimate violence, and it was his job to find out what it was.
[Book 11, 1992:] Inspector Thanet's beat remains the town of Sturrenden in Kent, his milieu the upper middle classes, his sleuthing style understated and shrewdly intuitive--when he isn't beset by such family problems as his teenage daughter's posh new boyfriend. The inspector finds a diversion of sorts at a local fete hosted by the prominent Fairleigh family. But then death strikes: someone uses a pillow to suffocate the clan's tough old matriarch only days after she suffers a stroke. Suspects include the immediate family--a son in politics, a daughter-in-law mourning her baby's death, a timid sister--and the usual collection of odd servants beloved by British crime writers. Simpson offers only a handful of possible perpetrators and only a few murder options in a scenario limited to high teas, socializing and typically unruly British weather. Yet she works wonders within that narrow framework.
Inspector Thanet investigates the murder of his local MP's mother, whose body is discovered during a fete at their country house. Despite the fact that there are hundreds of guests, it becomes clear that only a member of the family could have committed the crime.
This was a pretty run of the mill detective story. Thanet and his colleagues were normal people with happy marriages, which I always appreciate. It was a little dated in its attitudes to e.g. the roles of women and class, and also heavy-handed in its treatment of e.g. having a Downs Syndrome child or a child with dyslexia. The solution was perhaps slightly over the top, but it was foreshadowed competently. I wonder what happened with Pamela and Hugo...
As always I find Titles In Dorothy Simpson's Inspector Luke Thanet's British police procedural series to be first-rate. So sad that illness forced her to stop writing altogether. A mystery reader's loss but of course wish her continued improved health.
Pedestrian paced "who done it". Inspector Thanet is far too ponderous and polite for my liking but the tale is told well enough. I won't be reading the rest of the series.
4.5 stars because at least I don't have to deal with complicated timeline.
All the suspects had motives, means, and opportunity, except Grace Farleigh who didn't seem to have any motive. This led to Lineham quipping that Grace Farleigh must be the murderer, because that's how it usually worked on mystery novels. This book can be made into a "Choose your Adventure (or murderer)" book. The author obviously picks who the murderer is and just weaves the storyline around that person to create the ending.
A few notes, including SPOILERS:
Thanet liked Pamela Raven, but I can't help disliking her
I didn't like Hugo and Isobel Farleigh, either, but nobody (except maybe Letty Ransome) liked them anyway.
I found the story around Letty Ransome and Ernie Byre fascinating.
About the ending: There were always some circumstances in Thanet's or Lineham's family or some other seemingly irrelevant sub-plots that gave him the ah-ha moments. Then there were some checking of facts that were not disclosed to us until the revelation.
The ailing mother of a party host dies while the family entertains people in the community. The family shrugged off the death, assuming the old woman had experienced a second stroke. But the doctor warned Inspector Thanet, who was attending the party with his wife, Joan, that someone smothered the woman with a pillow.
Thanet and his partner, Mike Lineham, have a lot of work to do. There were some 1,500 in attendance. They determined initially at least to keep their interviews to immediate family members.
This is top-of-the-line British police procedural, and it’s not strictly necessary to read the series in order. Simpson’s character descriptions are vivid and will stay with you. The stable, long-time marriage between Inspector Thanet and Joan is one of the underrated and almost-hidden treasures of the book. This isn’t edge-of-the-chair heart-palpitation-inducing stuff. It’s cerebral, and the mystery ends differently than you might expect every time.
I began the Inspector Thanet series with this #11, found in the used-book section of my bookstore. I was drawn into the fine and deep descriptions of characters and relationships, into the delightful working bond between Thanet and his partner, Sergeant Lineham, and into those of their private lives. A finely meshing plot, thoughtful managing of clues, and a satisfying conclusion—these sent me on reading others in the series. I found them all to be as rewarding, really good reads.
I ended up, after being through nearly all of the 15, with the last one. It was so gross I almost didn’t finish it. I cannot imagine that after 14 splendidly satisfying murder plots, fresh insights into human relationships, and gradually developing and growing characters (Thanet’s daughter, Bridget, is 3 in Book 1 and having her own baby by the finale, Book 15) that Simpson would concentrate on so much ugliness and truly nasty, destructive behavior.
Luckily, I had left #1 until last, and discovered the beginning working relationship between Thanet and Lineham, marveled at the development it took through the series. I saw the start of the little formulas that were so comfortable to find in every book. I enjoyed the start of a really worthwhile series—at least until the last book in it.
So if I re-read any, it will be this one, #11, the first one that got me into a mostly good-read series.
I picked this book up at a thrift store for a dollar because I have enjoyed the other books in this series. I was in need of a solid British mystery and started reading it right away. I got a real chuckle towards the end of the throw-away inside joke of there being a heron named Carvic on the property. (Miss Seeton is strange but enjoyable, although not my favorite British village woman solving crime.)
The plot of this book was solid and the characters are always strong. Thanet's doggedness and compassion and family life are the heart of the series. The solution took me a while but I got there a little before Thanet. I have seldom felt more solidarity with a murderer than I did here. I am not sure that, had I been in Thanet's place, I would have persisted in getting the confession instead of letting it slide. A sad and distasteful problem but he did handle it with compassion.
An aristocratic old lady is found suffocated in her bed during a village fete, and Inspector Thanet is immediately called away from the coconut shies and tea tent to investigate. Everybody disliked the victim, but as she was recently disabled from a stroke and not really up to perpetrating much more mischief, why kill her now? And with hundreds of guests milling around, the field of suspects is vast.
But Inspector Thanet knows that in cases like this the murderer is usually to be found in the family circle. This includes the dead woman's son, a rather pompous MP, her daughter-in-law, her downtrodden sister, and possibly even the MP's mistress. The investigation heats up when it is discovered that the dead woman had drawn large monthly sums out of her bank account. A secret child? Blackmail?
All good fun in the English village mystery genre, nothing special.
These are nice little mysteries set in the 80's. The main inspector is a happily married man with two imperfect children. He spends long hours at work & therefore chooses to tell his wife about his cases so she feels part of it all. His partner is rather stiff & has a stiffer mother, then wife. They work well together & are very organized. There's no gratuitous violence, no sex, no cussing & that's a good thing. The author doesn't waste words or our time, she gets on with it. I like that each night the inspector goes home to his family, that they share their lives & struggles with the reader. It's what kept me reading all of them up to the final four. The final four had a serious price increase over the first 14 or so, why I don't know. I've sadly resolved not to read those as a result.
I hadn't read this in many years, but from about the third page, I remembered a lot of what would happen. Of course, I read it again anyway! I like Inspector Thanet - someday I would like to read them all in order, but that is probably impossible. The Thanets are at a village fete held on the grounds of the local MP's mansion, when the MP's mother is found dead in her bed. She recently had a stroke, but when the doctor sees her, he realizes she has been murdered and pulls Thanet into it. He and his deputy, Sgt Lineham, start delving and uncover several family secrets. The personal lives of the Thanets and the Linehams are also woven into the story in a small way, making the characters feel like 'real people.' Probably slightly dated, but a very enjoyable read.
Thanet and his wife Joan attend the summer fete in the village where Joan's mother lives. It is held on the grounds of the home of the local MP. While Thanet and Joan are having tea with their friends the Mallards when the MP approaches and asks Doc Mallard to come with him.
The MP's elderly mother, who recently suffered a stroke, has died and the MP just wants to make sure she really is dead and nothing can be done. Mallard examines the body and concludes that she was murdered. Who did it? Why?
I didn't like this one as much as others in this series, but it was still a good, enjoyable read.
Only read once--can't figure out how to change the number of times read!
This elegantly written series never disappoints. Called upon suddenly to investigate the murder of the local MP's mother, Thanet investigates, along with Dr. Mallard, Lineham and a host of other characters. The crime part is resolved neatly, though this particular case is very sad and kind of touching.
The backstory here, as usual with these books, is how Thanet himself is being pushed into the modern era by his wife, daughter and son. I find his reactions refreshing (they remind me of my own father) and this is an entertaining and interesting subplot for me.
I also enjoy that at this point, the author is including social commentary in her books - not overtly - but in the plot addressing attitudes that are also 'old fashioned' and should be pushed out of vogue.
This was my first murder mystery book and it was pretty good. It kept me wondering, myself, who dunnit and suspicious of everyone. But of course, there was a plot twist at the end and it all kind of made everything else make sense. It’s also sad if you think about it. One thing that I thought was funny though was they broke the fourth wall towards the end, between the two detectives conversation. Overall, I think this was a good book and would recommend to anyone who wants to get started into reading murder mysteries.
Again, the same annoying thing. Thanet has a sudden "flash" of insight late in the book and then they arrest someone and he gives a long-winded explanation of how he came to his insight to his wife and/or friends. And the explanation doesn't add up for me. I'm curious if anyone else either feels this way or feels satisfied by his explanation.
The mystery is largely fine but the dated commentary on disability is a bit too much. A baby with Down’s syndrome is referred to as “it” repeatedly (except by his mother) and there are also some other comments on learning disabilities that seem a little over the top. With so many good mysteries out there, I’m not beholden to one with such ableist tendencies.
In addition to being a challenging mystery, Simpson broadens her cast of characters growth as well as expanding this reader's knowledge of unfamiliar areas: dyslexia and Down's Syndrome. I continue to thoroughly enjoy reading Simpson's story - well written, great word choice/vocabulary, sense of light humor.
Not sure if I've don't this before with this series but I actually knew it early on, though of course I realized I could be wrong. I do t usually guess the culprit.