Crocodile on the Sandbank by Elizabeth Peters
Published by C & R Crime
Published 1 September 2011 (first published 1975)
Digital library book
WHAT’S IT’S ABOUT
Amelia Peabody is Elizabeth Peters’ most brilliant and best-loved creation, a thoroughly Victorian feminist who takes the stuffy world of archaeology by storm with her shocking men’s pants and no-nonsense attitude!
In this first adventure, our headstrong heroine decides to use her substantial inheritance to see the world. On her travels, she rescues a gentlewoman in distress – Evelyn Barton-Forbes – and the two become friends. The two companions continue to Egypt where they face mysteries, mummies and the redoubtable Radcliffe Emerson, an outspoken archaeologist, who doesn’t need women to help him solve mysteries — at least that’s what he thinks!
WHEN I first set eyes on Evelyn Barton-Forbes she was walking the streets of Rome – (I am informed, by the self-appointed Critic who reads over my shoulder as I write, that I have already committed an error. If those seemingly simple English words so indeed imply which I am told they imply to the vulgar, I must in justice to Evelyn find other phrasing).
WHAT I THOUGHT
Crocodile on the Sandbank didn’t do anything for me. I really wanted to like it. I like Egypt and Egyptian mythology and murder mysteries – this book contains all three but I didn’t have a good time reading it. I found it incredibly boring most of the time. The book dragged on for pages and pages and chapters and I prayed for it to end. I’ve read a lot of positive reviews who liked the humour in the book. I couldn’t find much though I tried hard. I found the so-called humour to be cheesy at the best times and cringe-worthy during the worst moments. Crocodile on the Sandbank is a cosy murder mystery I guess – but it just wasn’t my thing. This is my first book by the author but I wouldn’t read any more. I really wanted to like this book but I just found it cringe-worthy and tedious. I wouldn’t recommend this book.