When the holidays come around, I tend to reread the Golden Age of Detection... i.e., my favorite mystery authors. Lately it's been Ngaio Marsh -- somehow I've managed to collect a third of her oeuvre, almost without noticing.
I long to reread Margery Allingham's
Police at the Funeral. (It is one of my very favorite Campion novels.) My copy is, alas, buried deep in the storage unit. So are nearly all my other Allingham books. 8(
The library hasn't got it, either, which is why I never got to read it until I moved to Vegas.
Margery Allingham, along with Ngaio Marsh and Agatha Christie, was one of
the queens of crime fiction. Except... you never knew if an Allingham would mean a mystery or a thriller or something else. That's part of what I love about her work.
The
Telegraph calls
Margery Allingham: the Dickens of detective writing.