Claire Lowdon

Aunt Munca’s murky past

After a decade of detective work Ferdinand Mount discovers why his mysterious aunt lied all her life

Unca always seemed a lot younger than Munca — but younger by how much?

Kiss Myself Goodbye. It sounds a bit like a William Boyd novel. It looks likea William Boyd novel, too: the cover shows an old hand-coloured photograph of a fur-stoled woman, determinedly leading a man in morning dress towards the camera. And, indeed, the raw material would likely make a very good William Boyd novel — only Boyd would have to jettison at least half of the breakneck hairpin bends in the mad, mazy plot for the sake of believability.

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