I am a long time lover of Agatha Christie books. They aren’t always “PC” – by which I mean the books can occasionally be racist and sexist, but that tends to be the case with books of that period unfortunately. I tend to read Agatha Christie books as kind of parodies – she makes some hilarious assumptions about certain types of people which are simply ridiculous, and they never fail to make me chuckle. If you don’t take yourself, or the books, too seriously then they can be pretty enjoyable.
Other general benefits of reading Agatha Christie books are: they are dirt cheap and can often be found in charity shops, Ms Marple is a great example of how timeless British old ladies are and they are super quick to read while still making your brain think a little. That’s why I love picking up a Christie while I’m travelling somewhere because (I will note here that I am a fast reader) I can read it in a couple of hours.
Sad Cypress was one of her books that I hadn’t managed to read before so I was pretty happy when I stumbled upon it in South Kensington, London, the other day. I won’t ruin it so all I’ll say is that it’s a lovely family mystery with death and intrigue, and I personally think the Poirot series are the best. Maybe it’s his moustache??
I think Christie’s books are perfect for a trip away or when you just want something easy but interesting to read which isn’t too long. So trust me when I say you shouldn’t hesitate in grabbing one for 50p in a charity shop next time you see it – they are pretty damn good.