What with guests coming to stay (and the concomitant panic to get the house cleaned and tidied), a garden much in need of work, and a full prgramme of National Garden Scheme visits, I've not had much free time for reading in June, so I've only managed to finish four novels, one of which has been hanging around half-read since March.
The finally-finished book was The Honourable Thief by Douglas Skelton, set in 1715 in which a former soldier is sent to recover the supposed Will written by Queen Anne in which she left the crown to her half-brother, the Old Pretender, which threatens to destablise the realm as the first Jacobite rebellion gathers pace -- not bad, but I'd have preferred rather more politicking and interesting characters and rather less angsting as the soldier reaches Edinburgh and meets his family, friends and former lover for the first time in years. I also finished off Blood & Sugar by Laura Shepherd-Robinson which I started last month, another historical novel, this time set at the other end of the C18th, in which an abolitionist's death is investigated by his former friend who discovers that the murder of slaves (based on the real life horror of the Zong massacre) is deemed less important than the insurance fraud behind it -- convincing as to time and place, and characterisation good, but rather confusing as to actual plot.
Of the two novels read from scratch, the first was another historical murder mystery, this one set in ancient Rome (or rather, Baiae) Arms of Nemesis by Steven Saylor, in which Spartacus's revolt is both the background to and wellspring of the plot -- as usual with Saylor a good deal of unnecessary repetition and info-dumping, but a likeable main character and interesting twists made for an easy read. The other was a re-read of The Owl Service by Alan Garner, which I greatly praised when I first read it back in 2012, but this time round I was left more unsettled by the prose which seemed to give no quarter, no concession to easy readability, and seemed as much an indictment of class as an exploration of myth. (But this time I finally managed to see the owl in the pattern of the china!)