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1968-9: The Swinging sixties were not as swingingly perfect as you might imagine or remember
1968-9: The Swinging sixties were not as swingingly perfect as you might imagine or remember
London, 1968.
A young woman is found naked and strangled in an alley in well-to-do St John’s Wood. The gossip in the neighbourhood is that it of course must be the black stranger who has just moved in. Detective Sergeant Cathal Breen isn’t so sure and when she meets WPC Helen Tozer – awkward chatterbox, farm girl, and the first woman to enter the murder unit , there’s a breakthrough in the case
Ah the sixties. for those who can remember, and even for those who can’t they were the days of flower power, dancing till dawn, having the freedom and the will to do what you’d never done before.
London was the place to be – or Liverpool at the height of Beatlemania – and this novel has to be read with the songs of the famous five in the background.
The London scene and the police force who operate in it are a product of their time – racist, homophobic as are the population in general. Not the PC world we live in now that’s for sure.
There is also a nod to a greater political context of the time with much mentioned of the Biafran conflict – a historical conflict and political issue of its time. A great picture of the sixties in all its gore and glory.