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Poison for Teacher
by Nancy Spain

Publisher: Virago Press (Lesbian Landmarks)
London, UK

Year


1994       first publ: 1949
Cover / size: paperback / h 20 * w 13 cm / 280 pp

Dustjacket?   no

ISBN: 1853817465

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Arbery Ref:   X000006


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Condition: Good

Well-read copy but complete text.


Plot / Content:
"A nasty attack of murder has broken out at Radcliff Hall (aka Roedean) which brings, in the unlikely guise of schoolteachers, two most unorthodox detectives - revue star Miriam Birdseye (aka Hermione Gingold) and her Russian ballerina chum Natasha Nevkorina - hotfoot to solve it. Undaunted by the horrors of matron, mutton, Bally Netball and the pupils' endless recitals of Innisfree ('Ai will araise and go now ...'), Birdsye et cie triumph once more.

"Poison for Teacher, first published in 1949, is one of Nancy Spain's most exuberant performances in the genre which she made triumphantly her own: novels of detection generously laced with comedy and high camp."

(from the cover; note that the lesbian / gay aspect is background, not foreground)


Background / Biography:
"Nancy Spain, journalist, novelist and panellist on television programmes such as What's My Line? and Juke Box Jury, was one of the most witty and lovable figures in post-war Britain."

(from the cover)


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" 'Of all the stinking, boring, belly-aching tunes,' shouted Johnny DuVivien passionately,' that one jest about takes anyone's cake!'

He was a big, craggy, all-in wrestler in his fifties. Just at this moment he was very angry indeed with his lovely Russian wife, Natasha. It was a wet Sunday morning. They were both in the drawing-room of their house in Hampstead. Below the window, Hollybush Hill, suffering and dripping under February rain, made a sad background for the disintegration of their relationship. Natasha shrugged her shoulders.

'It is not a tune,' she said coldly, 'it is Stravinsky.' "

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