The Hanging Tree

Sitting in the Mess the other day, drinking a pint of Fuller’s IPA and perusing the internet on my mobile telephone, I decided to pre-order The Hanging Tree for my Kindle. I’ve been a huge fan of the Rivers of London since I found the first two books in an airport bookshop a few years ago and I’ve been anticipating the sixth Peter Grant novel since last November when I finished Foxglove Summer. Imagine my chagrin on finding that the release of The Hanging Tree has been postponed until June 2016. It’s not on, having to wait 20 months between one’s favourite books, wondering what Genius Locii will be introduced next. One generated no doubt from some misfortunate that danced the Tyburn Jig. Will Peter defeat the Faceless Man and reclaim his first love Lesley from the Evil One’s dreadful clutches. And if he does what happens to Beverly Brook, the smoking hot lay from South London? Dammit there’s the bugle blowing Markers on Parade. Barman, another pint, jildi.