The Marlow Murder Club: The first novel in a gripping new cosy crime and mystery series from the creator of the hit TV series Death in Paradise (The Marlow Murder Club Mysteries, Book 1)

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And I loved that it was hinted at that she had some sort of delicious secret in her past that has something to do with a locked room and a dead husband.

The ending broke my cardinal rule of SHOW ME, DON’T TELL ME when we listen to Judith reciting exactly how she solved the mystery. I loved that she was a loner who finds a group of women who are completely different from each other, and how they all learn how important it is to have girlfriends. It started out well enough but then it became so obvious as to what was happening that I couldn't be bothered less by the revelations in the end since I already new!Thinking I was going to have a slight reiteration of Richard Osman's Thursday Murder Club and its sequel, I dug in waiting to enjoy the antics of three older women, Judith, Becks, and Suzie who link up because of a local murder that had occurred. Many thanks to Netgalley and Poisoned Pen Press for the much appreciated arc which I reviewed voluntarily and honestly. When the local police don't believe her story, Judith and two unlikely friends decide to investigate for themselves. This is a terrific start to a book series, and I cannot wait to find out what these ladies are up to next! These 3 hoots are funny and unafraid when their amateur sleuthing make several connections, but the body count continues to climb.

Judith is a 77-year old…a septuagenarian (please don’t ever ask me to pronounce that) who likes to relax in the evening by drinking scotch and swimming naked in the Thames River. She knows he's been murdered even though the police, which seems to be mostly just one beleaguered police woman, aren't taking the death of her neighbor seriously. She would plunge her feet into a pair of ancient wellies and stride through the knee-high grass - swish, swish, swish! The dynamite reading team of Jan, Dorie, and I were sadly disheartened, disenchanted and disgruntled, (never a good combination when reading a story).In the course of her sleuthing, she is joined by Rebecca “Becks” Starling, the dutiful, prim and proper wife of the local Vicar and mother of two and straight-shooting dog walker Suzie Harris. She has collected every newspaper and pamphlet and periodical and apparently anything else made of paper since her husband died a million years ago.