The General again ropes Bruno into the world of spies, including Dular, a Russian who can pass for Alaskan (grin), with the requisite beautiful women in peril (all of whom fall in love with Bruno, of course) and a shoot-em-up at the end. Balzac is okay, thank goodness. The description of the St. Denis Saturday…
Take rural France and mix with wine, cheese, drugs, and Nazis plain and neo. Result? Martin Walker’s Bruno, Chief of Police. St. Denis is a small village in Perigot in the south of present-day France. The first chapter opens on a beautiful day in May, with Bruno Courreges, St. Denis’s chief of police, surveying his…
He had worn [his gun] on duty on only three occasions in his ten years in the Police Municipale. The first was when a rabid dog had been sighted in a neighboring commune...The second was when the president of France had driven through St. Denis on his way to see the celebrated cave pantings of Lascaux nearby...The third time was when a boxing kangaroo escaped from a local circus. On no occasion had Bruno’s gun ever been used on duty, a fact of which he was extremely but privately proud.
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These are all (I hope) of the books mentioned on the air during Coffee Table this morning. For Christmas gifts for friends and family, as follows: Tom likes Alcohol Can be a Gas by David Blume. Amy likes The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie. Samantha loves her new cookbook, Fish…
