Black and white. Or navy and cream? Chunky, practical, ratty, bobbly. Definitely Faroese. Stabbed in the shoulder, but since recovered.
I haven’t seen it yet – missed the start and waiting for the repeat (oh, isn’t happening, the box set then, or iPlayer) – but I hear it’s great. But I’m mildly concerned that I should know so much about the jumper. More about that than any character.
It’s probably some kind of cultural phenomenon – the fame of the jumper that is. Tim at Cultural Snow will know.
Staying on the topic of crime fiction – Sue Perkins has a quick guide to writing the perfect thriller in the Radio Times. I can’t link to the piece, so here are her condensed top tips.
1. Set the scene: Don’t go for a big city or tiny village, as those extremes have been thoroughly plundered. Why not leafy Bromsgrove? Or Kettering?
2. The hero/heroine: A lady cop who doesn’t swear or smoke (possibly an Evangelist?), has no psychological hang-ups and is in a long and happy relationship. Flaw: she has unnaturally luxuriant facial hair. [I think Donna Leon has already done this with her Guido Brunetti series set in Venice. Except he’s a bloke. And clean shaven.]
3. The perfect crime: Combine the fashions for serial killers and Nordic noir and plot a ritualised slaughter in the self-service aisles of Ikea.
Sage advice. You can hear and see her on Saturday 5 March on BBC2 at 8pm presenting The Books We Really Read. And stop press! Here’s a link to the entertaining programme – it works for seven days I think.
It’s a parsnip cocktail – well, parsnip, apple and lemon to be precise. But still – parsnip! I like to eat them, so why not drink them. I can report it was tasty and refreshing, with a slightly soapy lingering aftertaste of parsnip. (My Dangerous Dining chums – I drank it to you.)
Drunk anything odd lately?