“Death In The Clouds” by Agatha Christie (1935)

“The September sun beat down hotly on Le Bourget aerodrome as the passengers crossed the ground and climbed into the air lined Prometheus, due to depart for Croydon in a few minutes’ time.”

Given how much I talk about Agatha Christie and my fondness for her work, many people seem to think I was raised on her and have been a fan since I could read. This isn’t actually true. It was an episode of Doctor Who and a university class that really introduced me to her, although I’d had a little knowledge...