Agatha Christie Mallowan was amazing and readers will discover an exhilarating story in a very small book with this treasure. Millions have been avid fans of Agatha Christie for many years, yet this happens to be a non-fictional account of an archaeological expedition that she went on to the Middle East with her husband, archaeologist Max Mallowan.
Agatha Christie was already a well-known author when she married Max in 1930. Before the Second World War, she went on many digs with Max and they shared many adventures. Some of the best times in the book, however, are stories of Agatha going to the English department stores and trying to buy clothing that would serve her well in the weather of the Middle East. Not to mention, her descriptions of her husband packing his bags to leave and putting mostly books into the bags and wrestling to carry them, was another true ‘gem.’
This book was the ‘child’ of one of their expeditions; as described by Agatha, it is a “meandering chronicle of life on an archaeological dig.” This is an in-your-face record of Syria – the people and the past that has long since disappeared into the desert dust of the Middle East. Agatha started on this book before the War, and put it aside when the trouble began. But, as always, she was so descriptive and vibrant and thrilling that readers will believe they are living in the 30’s and the War is simply a distant illusion.
There are so many descriptions in this book that will literally transport you from your living room or den and directly into Agatha’s always captivating life. For example, while boarding a train at Victoria Station: “It was a big snorting, hurrying companionable train, with its big, puffing engine.” For anyone who knows the power of Christie, her words in this small truthful tale make you want to board the Orient Express in Paris and end up in Istanbul.
Casablanca, here we come!!
Until Next Time, Everybody,