How far would I have to go back in my memory to reach a time when I didn’t know who Agatha Christie was? I remember playing Trivial Pursuit while on vacation at my grandparents’ lake cottage. I was maybe 10 years old. One of the questions was “Who is the most translated author of all time?” (or something like that). I answered Agatha Christie, and I was right!
Hercule Poirot is also a name I’ve known a long, long time. Miss Marple got all the glory during the last year, and now I’d like to give Poirot a little attention, too. I’m not ready to commit to another reading marathon, so I’ve decided to do something different. I’m going to try to post a weekly snippet about Poirot.
And here is the first!
Wisdom from Hercule Poirot regarding the mustaches—
It is an art, . . . the growing of the mustache! I have sympathy for all who attempt it!
A criminal is either clean shaven or he has a proper mustache that can be removed at will.
from “Double Sin” in Double Sin and Other Stories