By Stevyn Colgan
Two aristocrats. One fortune. A geriatric circus. A tale of greed, deceit and incontinent elephants.
About the book
‘Stevyn Colgan should be the prime suspect in all his novels because he writes like a brilliant maniac. Cockerings is the kind of book that would happen if you pumped Tom Sharpe with psychedelics and asked him to write Midsomer Murders. It is the funniest thing set in a village since The Wicker Man’ David Quantick
Berkeley Cockering wants to live the hedonistic life of a millionaire playboy. But his sister, Marcheline, is only interested in preserving the family name and refuses to sell off any of their large jointly-owned estate. He therefore embarks upon a drastic course of action to force her to sell, which will involve the owner of a cash-strapped geriatric circus, an alcoholic clown, an incontinent elephant and a sex toy with a mind of its own.
Stevyn Colgan’s third – and funniest – South Herewardshire novel continues the series that began with A Murder To Die For and The Diabolical Club.