Thursday, August 26, 2010
I want to be Miss. Marple when I grow up.
Growing up I loved reading the "Famous Five" and "The Secret Seven" mysteries by Enid Blyton. I always wished that I lived in England and went on sleuthing trips with these incredibly independent kids. Reading these books led me to my great love of murder mysteries.
I love a good murder mystery. There is no better mystery writer than Agatha Christie and I think I would make an excellent Miss. Marple when I grow up. Margaret Rutherford was the original Miss. Marple and I think I bear a close resemblance, especially in this picture because she is about to bitch slap the hell out of someone.
I have the urge to yell, "She did it in the conservatory with the candlestick while eating mustard" or killing Mr. Mustard, I forget.
I want to be the new Miss. Marple, the one that exposes the cheating spouse, the lying blogger and politicians.
Why you may ask?
Easy, it shouldn't be a mystery at all.