Speaking of airplane reading, The Wolves of Savernake, by Edward Marston (New York: Fawcett 1995) is pretty much just that. It read like a knock-off of the Brother Cadfael books. In other words, pleasantly written, unoriginal, unmemorable, formulaic, and reasonably fun. Oh, and moderately accurate on the history, I think; hardly anything annoyingly wrong. If you are looking for medieval murder mysteries, this series is safe but uninspiring.
Fits nicely into those back-of-the-seat-in-front-of-you pockets, though.
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