Call For The Dead

My reading rush continues. As Blur didn't quite say, it gives me a sense of enormous well-being. I suspect that I wasn't really concentrating when first I read it some time ago, because odd bits of Call for the Dead have come back to me in the last couple of days. However the denouement had completely eluded me. Could be my age. I hope not.

I like Le Carre: he writes beautifully and even when his novels are wandering around not doing very much (this mild criticism applies more, I think, to the later novels) they keep you wrapped-up in the prose. This, his first book, is taut and concise. Not (obviously) as good as his master-work A Perfect Spy, but definitely worthy of your attention.