Inspector Bill Brock of the Sussex Police has his life changed forever the day he finds a naked man in his marital bed.
Banished to the sleepy March town of Llanwart, Bill needs all his natural ingenuity to keep his 2 Welsh sargeants in line not to mention the amorous advances of Mrs. Jones.
The little matter of a burnt down cottage - could it really be a resurgence of the Sons of Glyndwr? - a deadly explosion in the Major's garden and the unnerving habit of Lady Dorothy of firing her shotgun out of the window whenever visitors come to her door all fade into insignificance when 'the body' comes to town.
All in all, there is much farcical Trouble on the March.
Please note for authenticity, there is some strong language in this book.
Banished to the sleepy March town of Llanwart, Bill needs all his natural ingenuity to keep his 2 Welsh sargeants in line not to mention the amorous advances of Mrs. Jones.
The little matter of a burnt down cottage - could it really be a resurgence of the Sons of Glyndwr? - a deadly explosion in the Major's garden and the unnerving habit of Lady Dorothy of firing her shotgun out of the window whenever visitors come to her door all fade into insignificance when 'the body' comes to town.
All in all, there is much farcical Trouble on the March.
Please note for authenticity, there is some strong language in this book.
