She hasn't even gone yet and I haven't managed a single post in the 3 days since she handed over the reins! Oh, the responsibility weighs heavy. And it will be several weeks 'til you will once more be amused by Mlle Beer's always gripping contribution. Perhaps I can persuade her to send me exciting news of her expoits in Englandshire....
Meanwhile, further crimes have been committed against the good people of Tilling and its environs. Bad enough that La Maison de la Rivière suffered the theft of a unique and priceless (!....) piece of sculpture (flowerpot). Readers will be horrified to hear that in nearby Chemin de Rosbif, exclusive suburb of Montazels, a serial killer ran amok at the weekend. Witnesses to the aftermath are still too shocked by the scene to properly describe it and decency prevents the publishing of photos. Gallus domesticus is now extinct in those parts.
We can all sleep easy, however. A letter arrived with Monday's post - help is on the way in the shape of the famous detective Hercule 'Roy' Poirot. In order to promote calm in the community I publish it here.
Mon ami - While Tilling sleeps at the week-end, and debauches with goats and other sheeps, a murder most foul is committed in the very heart of our community. An couple of the highest reputation, on the very edge of our beloved Tilling are most horribly robbed of their livelihood, by the actions of a murderer dressed as ze Fox. I urge you immediatement, to dispatch ze photographer Beer to the scene of the murder, before the blundering Inspector Japp arrives. I Hercule Poirot, with my good friend Captain Hastings will be with you toute suite, before this dastardly criminal can strike again. Already the little grey cells tell Poirot, that all is not the way it appears in Tilling. Who stands to gain by controlling the egg market in Tilling?? Who is the mysterious owner of the victims? The shadowy estate agent living on the hill. What is really known about this man and his strange comings and goings in the night? What master of disguise leaves the footprints of the fox near to his victims? All these things, I, Hercule Poirot will discovera bientot HP
Bet you all feel better now, eh! I promise to keep you up to date with the progress of the investigation - Whatever!
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Dear Hall, its a well known fact in Lithuania that estate-agents turn into foxes at night, I'm surprised that HP was not aware of this. Maybe the terrible exchange rate has driven certain people to desperate measures. If I can be of any further help to HP the ID is PG.
Mon Ami- be sure I am aware of this strange and deviant practice.Even as we speak, I send Hastings to Fa to interview the sole survivor.A positive identification could be but a heartbeat away.Eggsactement!!
P.
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