In the personal diary that would one day be referred to as Death So Sweet - The Bundt Cake Murders of Helen Perkins, Mrs. Perkins wrote: “Murder is not so unlike marriage, in that both require immense patience and an understanding that there will be many times when an unsavory act must simply be tolerated for the greater good.”
If everyone was so realistic about marriage, the divorce rate would plummet.
Oooooo, I hope this is the start of a new series. Very Barbara Pym-like, except I can’t remember if there were any deaths by cake in Barbara Pym’s novels. (I do seem to remember a fit of jealous pique over the height of someone else’s Victoria sponge, though.)
I do have a few ideas for more Mrs. Perkins diary entries, so I don’t see why this wouldn’t become another of Scrine’s mini-series.
The word bundt has always struck me as one of those words that doesn’t quite make sense, and so seems, to me at least, a perfect weapon of choice for the seemingly innocent, yet ominous Mrs. Perkins.