Guy Cuthbertson

They especially dislike the greed, complexity and vanity of the modern age, and they are offering you an antidote, the intelligence of Miss Marple, or the passion of Connie and Mellers, or, in both, a nostalgia for an old, simpler, rural England.

One novelist might prefer brains, and the other might prefer loins, but if Lady Chatterley has a hundredth birthday party this year, she should invite Miss Marple, because they would definitely have plenty to talk about.

Such as, that kind of thing, having the cum hither in your eye, a loosening of moral fibre, or zizzy pom-pom.