Product Description

Brett's latest Mrs. Pargeter mystery is a witty romp through the world of health and fitness with a charming and droll heroine--one who won't stop sleuthing until she gets her pound of flesh. "A jolly frolic, as light as a slice of fat-free angel food cake."--The Baltimore Sun.

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #378294 in Books
• Published on: 1994-08-01
• Original language: English
• Binding: Paperback
• 208 pages

From Publishers Weekly
The late Mr. Pargeter left his widow pots of money and his address book, "a compendium of contacts which could procure a surprising range of unconventional services." When a young friend wants a slimmer self with which to welcome her husband (a former employee of the late Mr. Pargeter) home from jail, Mrs. P. uses her new sources not only to get them a free sojourn at a health spa, but also to assist in her investigation of some peculiar corpses she encounters there. Brett makes the most of the milieu, serving up delicious descriptions of "Dead Sea Mud Bath" treatments and "Mind Over Fatty Matter" products. There's even an attempted murder using a passive exercise machine. Although Brett's Charles Paris mysteries offer superior characterization, this third to feature Mrs. Pargeter (after Mrs. Presumed Dead ) is consistently witty and convincing. Readers will gobble it up, especially its six happy resolutions.
Copyright 1993 Reed Business Information, Inc.

From Library Journal
The ebullient, amusing, and sixtyish Melita Pargeter ( Mrs. Presumed Dead, LJ 4/1/89), widow of a talented and much-loved ex-con, takes the waters at a health spa in order to help a friend. Melita starts snooping, however, when she spies men removing a body in the dead of night. Still, using the services of her late husband's criminal cronies, Melita courts disaster as she nears the truth. The author's wry tone, coupled with Melita's cheek, will make everyone want to visit. This is up to Brett's usual high standards.
Copyright 1993 Reed Business Information, Inc.

From Kirkus Reviews
Melita Pargeter, that impossibly well-connected underworld widow (Mrs. Pargeter's Package, etc.), checks into the Brotherton Hall fat farm, along with her friend Kim Thurrock, and finds surprises unthinkable outside Brett's world of high comedy--from the cordon bleu diet she's secretly allowed, to the number of Brothertons tied into a botched burglary in Streatham that her late husband masterminded, and to the sudden death of anorexic client Jenny Hargreaves, whose improbably thin corpse promptly disappears. The death is clearly tied to self-promoting author Sue Fisher's Mind Over Fatty Matter diet empire--and also, just as clearly, to the Streatham job. A gossamer plot beefed up with the heavy jocosity Brett reserves for Mrs. P. and her raffish criminal cohorts. -- Copyright ©1993, Kirkus Associates, LP. All rights reserved.

Customer Reviews

A frothy delight
This book is, in a word, delightful. Mrs. Pargeter, she of the comfortably ample physique, checks into a posh "fat farm" with her friend Kim, who wants to shed a few pounds before her husband is released from an obligatory, er, engagement. I was perfectly willing to suspend all logical objections to the rather thin plot, as Mrs. Pargeter and her late husband's cronies enchanted me. I'm not generally a fan of the British cosy, but this one kept me reading late into the evening; and if it hadn't been Christmas eve, I'd have rushed out to find a few more of Mrs. Pargeter's adventures to sustain myself over the coming long weekend.

The difficulty with mud is keeping it muddy
Mrs. Pargeter is at a health spa, but she does not seem to dislike her body. The health spa business relies upon the emotions of guilt and envy. Mrs. Pargeter and her friend Kim Thurrocks are attending gratis. The late Mr. Pargeter had had business connections with the owner. Mrs. Pargeter is not inclined to eat the diet food. Eating creme brulee pleases the chef.

There are shady characters at the spa, but only Mrs. Pargeter seems to notice and she is not concerned. She witnesses an overly thin girl being wheeled from the premises. She hires a detective to find some answers. The supposed decedent is an only child. The detective has the name of Truffler Mason. At the spa the Dead Sea Mud Bath treatment is based on a book. The difficulty with mud is keeping it muddy. The basement of the place is divided into cubicles for the mud treatment.

The boyfriend of the university student, the thin girl, is located. Eventually Mrs. Pargeter travels to Cambridge to interview some of the girl's fellow students. At the spa the customers aree dressed in Mind over Fatty Matter leotards. These costumes accentuate their bulges.

Mrs. Pargeter discovers an employee disabled by the mud and finds the response of the physician suspicious. Mr. Pargeter had been involved in questionable schemes and so Mrs. Pargeter's frame of reference is broad-based, liberal. It is discovered a whole line of goods has emerged from the concept of Mind over Fatty Matter. Mrs. Pargeter uses an investigative journalist to challenge the creator of the concept in search of clues to explain the doubtful scenes she has encountered at the spa.

Along the way it is discovered that the owner of the spa, Arkwright, acually belongs to a Rotary Club. It turns out an experimental treatment to alter body shape underlies the problems at the spa. The writing is accomplished and merry.

Funny and murderous
In this book Simon Brett does for diet fadism what Evelyn Waugh did for the phony funeral business in "The Loved One." Both books are well written, dead serious (pardon the adjective pun) and funny all at the same time. Mrs. Pargeter is no Mrs. Pollifax, another 60ish widow who gets involved in solving crimes. At first I expected and feared Mrs. Pargeter would ape her American counterpart. But Mrs. Pargeter comes from a very strangely checkered background. whereas Pollifax is a lily white--but tough--garden clubber.

The plot of "Pound of Flesh" is not spectacular. It's the clever language that holds the readers attention, not the masterful unraveling of crime. It all begins at a very phony "fat farm" where our heroine and her friend are registered. Nothing there and no employees there are quite what they hold themselves out to be. And soon Mrs. Pargeter is involved in (dare I say, without giving away the plot?) murder.

There are paragraphs that I liked so much that I had to go back and read again right away. Mud from a backyard pond is smeared on guests and told it is mystical Dead Sea residue. Sargasso Seaweed, with which guests are flogged, is just pond weeds from the same backyard. Gourmet meals consist of lettuce and cottage cheese. Weaving through it is a mean diet telly guru woman, the likes of which we have seen too often on American TV. And all this is for starters.

Mystery fans and humor fans and just fans of good writing will like this one a whole bunch.