Like it or not, new vistas are opening for Yorkshire chicken farmer Letty Campbell (Chicken Run, p. 620). Even though her lover, librarian Anne Marple, is off in the US lecturing on the ancient Babylonians, Calderton Brook Farm is again buzzing with activity. Letty’s glamorous ex-lover Julia Rossi has decided this would be a perfect time to drop in, along with Anne’s kid sister Laura, and Wallis McNamara and Gran, the mother and daughter of Anne’s late partner Juliette. With so many friends and relations percolating, it’s only a matter of time before Letty gets dragged to a performance by lesbian poet Kim Stove and pulled into the circle of Julia’s latest lover, movie-star-turned-MP Sita Joshi. When Sita goes missing, with every indication of foul play, the police move in on Julia; balaclava’d thugs attack Letty with baseball bats; and a scandalous videotape points to still more skullduggery. But fans hooked by Letty’s first will know better than to expect the worst: all the troubles will be sorted out with a minimum of dire consequences, though a maximum of cheerful bustling, and the whole effect is less like a whodunit than like a weekend run of Fawlty Towers at an unlicensed lesbian hostelry. Letty’s forays into high-level political scandal aren’t as original or compelling as the down-home British lunacy of Chicken Run, but Fritchley manages again to invoke a tone as quiescent yet soothing as a root-beer float.