Hello, meautiful library guests
and
Welcome to the Mewton-Clawson Library at BBHQ
Thank mew for joining me in the stacks today, and I'm thrilled to be able to share another part of my travel diary with mew today.
Here I am at Karnak, WOW, what a place!
🧺 My Egyptian Adventure #2: Picnicking Among the Pillars of Time ☀️
Location: Karnak Temple Complex, Luxor
Time: Late morning, with the sun high and the sass higher
Dahlings, today I traded moonlight for sunlight and yachts for ruins, and what a glorious swap it was. I arrived at the Karnak Temple, paws first, ready to picnic like a queen among the gods. The ancient sandstone columns towered above me, etched with hieroglyphs that whispered secrets of pharaohs' past. I do love a bit of historical gossip.
Karnak, for those who skipped history class, is one of the largest religious complexes ever built. It was dedicated primarily to Amun-Ra, the sun god, and expanded over centuries by ambitious rulers who clearly understood the importance of grandeur. I felt right at home.
I laid out my checkered tablecloth in the shade of a tasselled parasol, because one must protect the fur, dahling, and unpacked a spread worthy of Bastet herself:
Triangle tuna and catnip sandwiches, crusts off, naturally
Silvervine and berry tartlets that sparkled like rubies
Herbed catmint crackers and mini churros for a sweet-salty balance
A chilled glass of Bucks Fizz with a pink umbrella (because hydration should be utterly furbulous)
A wicker basket filled with books and scrolls, because even on holiday, I must remain intellectually radiant
Wearing my straw sunhat and signature orange sunglasses, I reclined with a sandwich in my paw and surveyed the scene. Tourists snapped photos of the columns; I posed beside them. I caught my reflection in my glass and whispered, “Amber, I can't believe mew're here, what an honour!” And it was.
The columns of Karnak may have stood for millennia, but today they bore witness to something truly iconic: my picnic. I even left a pawprint in the sand, just in case future archaeologists need a clue! MOL MOL
Mood: Scholarly, sun-kissed, and epically serene
Quote of the day: “Some moments aren’t about being seen, they’re about feeling grateful to be part of something timeless.”
Well, that's this week's travelogue done. Next week, I’ll be exploring the Valley of the Kings. Expect drama, dust, and dazzling accessories.
Anyhoo, let's look at this week's top book pick.
Today, the P.A. is also joining in Friday Fill-ins Blog Hop with the pawesome 15 & Meowing and Four-Legged Furballs.
1. My _____________is __________________because _____________________.
2. I stopped _____________________________because ______________________________.
3. I’m _________ away from _________.
4. _________ is the scariest experience I’ve ever had in my own home.
The P.A.'s answers are...
1. My happy place is BBHQ because there's no place like home. It's where the cats roam, the garden blooms, and the ideas for the B Team bubble up like a cauldron of creativity.
2. I stopped making stuff in the craftroom because it's having a major overhaul right now, but I can't wait to get back in there and start making some really fun stuff again!
3. I’m a cat's whisker away from a brand new B Team adventure. It won't be ready for a Halloween launch, but that's okay... there's always November and something to look forward to! I was writing the start of chapter one two days ago, and I couldn't stop laughing. I mean, it was hilarious... you'll know when you read it...
4. _________ is the scariest experience I’ve ever had in my own home. Yeah, I don't think you want to know the scariest, because it still freaks me out when I think about it decades on, so here's a not-so-scary, but still frightening experience... the ceramic hob would be on in the kitchen, when no one had been in the kitchen or near the cooker... I'd go and turn it off, and then it would be on again.
Let's see what I've got to show mew this time!
Mewton-Clawson Library Copy
The No. 2 Feline Detective Agency Book 11
by
Mandy Morton
Here's a little snippet of the book blurb:
Hettie and Tilly are summoned to a mysterious tea party hosted by Tilly's long-lost great-aunts. The ancient windmill they live in is not what it seems, and very soon the mill begins to reveal its terrifying secrets of murder and betrayal. Tilly must face her family's demons as Hettie fights to unravel the tragedies of the past.
📚 This Week’s Paw-Picked Read: The Windmill Murders
This week’s read had me clutching my pearls and fluffing my tail in sheer suspense! The Windmill Murders is a whisker-whirling whirlwind of secrets, shadows, and suspicious scones, and I adored every twist.
🐾 What’s the Story?
When Tilly receives an invitation to a mysterious tea party hosted by her long-lost great-aunts, she and Hettie find themselves at the heart of a windmill full of secrets. But this isn’t your average rustic retreat, oh no, it's not at all what it seems. The mill creaks with ghostly whispers, the priory nearby is positively haunted, and the field is crawling with hippy cats who may or may not be part of a feline cult. I was hooked from the first pawstep.
And as the case unfolds, Tilly must confront her family’s tangled past while Hettie, ever the pragmatic sleuth, digs into a trail of betrayal, murder, and millstone-sized mysteries.
😻 What I Loved:
🌪️ The windmill itself is a character, moody, mysterious, and full of creaky charm.
🧁 The tea party scene? Utterly bonkers and brilliant. I nearly spilled my catnip chai.
🕵️♀️ Hettie and Tilly’s dynamic is as sharp as ever, equal parts sass and smarts.
👻 The ghostly elements are delightfully eerie without ever losing the humour.
🎨 The supporting cast of quirky cats adds layers of surreal joy and feline flair.
📖 My Final Thoughts:
This book is a purrfect blend of gothic whimsy and detective drama. Mandy Morton continues to deliver tales that are as cosy as a blanket fort and as thrilling as a midnight prowl. I read it in two sittings. And a plus this week, Reginald was too busy meditating with the magical creatures in the Library Archive reading nook, so he didn't interrupt me this time. MOL.
After finishing the final chapter, I found myself staring suspiciously at the BBHQ wind chimes (we have lots) … they do sound different at night.
Another Whisker-Twitching Triumph in an Epic Series!
Unputdownable feline fiction that left me purring with delight.
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Paperback: 240 pages
Audio: 6 hours 46 mins
Here are the previous books that I have reviewed in this epic series so far:
The Michaelmas Murders BK 5 - Review Coming Catmas 25
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I'm off to prepare for next week's review, as mew know the drill, so many books, so little time!
I always look forward to your company every Friday throughout the review season as I share a specially paw-picked book just for mew, my epic readers!
Until next week...
Keep calm and read more books
Amber
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