I'm currently behind on reviews, so don't be surprised if the recent reviews are a bit sparse.

Have His Carcase

Cover of Have His Carcase.

This was a fair Wimsey novel โ€“ banter (especially between Him and Her), with the mystery being less important than the people (who cares about a dead body on the beach). The strong focus on their non-relationship detracted a bit from my carefree enjoyment, though, and made me read the book more through a historian’s lense: Gender roles, social norms, and general expectations have changed so much, and Dorothy L. Sayers’ take on them is fascinating and utterly foreign to me.