I leave the scriptorium door open for five minutes and another book gets out. Hermitage, Wat and Some Nuns has only been gone for two days and it’s already bothered over 300 people with its nonsense. I am told to say that other medieval investigative monks in Shrewsbury are available, but apparently they aren’t half as funny.
But I must on with fresh manuscript. Brother Hermitage and the Case of the Clerical Cadaver looks absolutely fascinating. (Although I have no idea where my agent gets these awful titles…)