Terrible cold...Maggi makes the world go round

The people sitting on adjacent computers stare at me as I perform a hat-trick sneeze.That's right,three continuous times in a span of less than five seconds. I'm here today to blog about the "Sad Cypress",a book so worthy of praise that not even my fatal virus can stop me from blogging about it. I love Agatha Christie's Hercule Poirot books. That little Belgian sweetheart is mind-blowingly smart,makes me realise how dumb I am.It's always so beautifully written.In this book I feel that she hides some facts that are necessary for who-done-it detectives like me(psshhhht) to find out who did it. I forgive her. Only because the ending is-I know this is the most commonly used adjective-AWESOME. I actually went "haaaaaaw!" at 12.30 in the night when I found out who the cold blooded killer was,I'd never have guessed. I particularly like the character of Elinor (I don't remember her last name).We meet her at the beginning of the novel facing trial for murder.She has the motive and the opportunity,but could there be a way she hasn't done it? She is cool and secretive,keeps her passion under wraps-her personality is an unusual portrayal of a woman. So if you've never read any Agatha Christie books,this would be a great start. I'm also reading "The Book of Answers" by C.Y Gopinath. I wasn't expecting it to be good but the first 30 pages were a pleasant surprise.More on that next time.Maybe I should get my eyebrows pierced.