{"id":11427,"date":"2008-09-02T14:15:11","date_gmt":"2008-09-02T18:15:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kith.org\/journals\/vardibidian\/2008\/09\/02\/11427.html"},"modified":"2018-03-13T18:49:16","modified_gmt":"2018-03-13T23:49:16","slug":"book-report-busmans-honeymoon","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/2008\/09\/02\/book-report-busmans-honeymoon\/","title":{"rendered":"Book Report: Busman&#8217;s Honeymoon"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Looking for something simple and comforting, I picked up <a href=\"http:\/\/www.harpercollins.com\/books\/9780061043512\/Busmans_Honeymoon\/index.aspx\">Busman&#8217;s Honeymoon<\/a>. And it was. I&#8217;ve been down on Dorothy Sayers&#8217; mysteries in this Tohu Bohu&#8212;not so much the books as the mysteries&#8212;and this one also is preposterous as a mystery. I mean, if you find it plausible that Frank Crutchley, the garage mechanic-cum-gardener, had the idea of loading the hanging cactus pot with lead shot and switching the chain, and then setting it up as a deadly pendulum on a fishing-line pulley kept tense by the lid of a radio placed <I>just so<\/I>, then, well, good for you, and there&#8217;s nothing to be annoyed about with the plot of the book. Except, I suppose, the idea that having done all of that, he would not only hang around and draw attention to himself but try to borrow forty pounds from the world-famous detective that currently lives in the house of the murder victim.<br \/>\n<p>But the point is that the novel isn&#8217;t properly speaking a detective story at all, but a love story with detective interruptions. It&#8217;s a very sweet (if extremely dated and bizarre) story of a newlywed couple, middle-aged and experienced, finding their married selves under the strain of everyday life magnified by a murder mystery.<br \/>\n<p>YHB read the Wimsey-Vane books at an impressionable age, and I think I was irreparably harmed by them. My  fascination with persistently wooing a woman who was determined not to get into a relationship made two or three young women unhappy for some time, back when I was young and irresponsible. Not that I stalked them as such, but, um, what I did wasn&#8217;t substantially better than stalking. Further, the idea (portrayed in Busman&#8217;s Honeymoon) that the ideal mature relationship between intelligent people would naturally include massive quantities of self-absorbed blathering about that ideal mature relationship between intelligent people never quite made its way out of my system. Further yet, taking Lord Peter as my romantic role model didn&#8217;t do much to dampen my natural arrogance, or my sense that a good, serious, respectful discussion with my loved one would naturally end with, you know, her agreeing with me.<br \/>\n<p>Still, there were some good things about being keen on Wimsey-Vane. It is, after all, a romance where the couple place their intellectual and moral selves above their carnal pleasures, without denying the reality of those carnal pleasures. It&#8217;s a romance that emphasizes that romance is damned hard work, and a lot of fun, too. And it&#8217;s a romance between two people who learn that caring for each other means caring for themselves and for other people, too. And it&#8217;s a romance between two people who can figure out six ways to get into a locked room, so that&#8217;s all right, d&#8217;y&#8217;see?<br \/>\n<p><I>Tolerabimus quod tolerare debemus<\/I>,<br>-Vardibidian.<\/p>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In Which Your Humble Blogger is old, he grows old, he shall wear the bottoms of his trousers rolled, but at least he&#8217;ll wear trousers, what what?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[194],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11427","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-book-report"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11427","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/7"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11427"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11427\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18490,"href":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11427\/revisions\/18490"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11427"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11427"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11427"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}