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Henry Wilt, tied to a daft job and a domineering wife, has just been passed over for promotion yet again. Ahead of him at the Polytechnic stretch years of trying to thump literature into the heads of plasterers, joiners, butchers and the like. And things are no better at home where his massive wife, Eva, is given to boundless and unpredictable fits of enthusiasm -for transcendental meditation, yoga or the trampoline. But if Wilt can do nothing about his job, he can do something about his wife, in imagination at least, and his fantasies grow daily more murderous and more concrete.After a peculiarly nasty experience at a party thrown by particularly nasty Americans, Wilt finds himself in several embarrassing positions- Eva stalks out in stratospheric dudgeon, and Wilt, under the inspiration of gin, puts one of his more vindictive fantasies into effect. But suspicions are instantly aroused and Wilt rapidly achieves an unenviable notoriety in the role of The Man Helping Police With Their Enquiries. Or is he exactly helping? Wilt's problem -although he's on the other side of the fence -is the same as Inspector Flint's- where is Eva Wilt? But Wilt begins to flourish in the heat of the investigation, and as the police stoke the flames of circumstantial evidence, Wilt deploys all his powers to show that the Law can't tell a Missing Person from a hole in the ground.… (mais)
Good British humor. A murder mystery without a murder. I believe I have found a new British author to follow. Tom Sharp is a master of the satirical farce. ( )
Henry Wilt, atado a un trabajo tonto y una esposa dominante, acaba de ser pasado por alto para un ascenso una vez más. Por delante de él, en la Politécnica, se extienden años de tratar de meter literatura en las cabezas de yeseros, carpinteros, carniceros y similares. Y las cosas no son mejores en el hogar donde su esposa, Eva, se entrega a ataques de entusiasmo ilimitado e impredecibles, por la meditación trascendental, el yoga o el trampolín. Pero si Wil no puede hacer nada con respecto a su trabajo, puede hacer algo con respecto a su esposa, al menos en la imaginación, y sus fantasías se vuelven cada días más asesinas y más concretas.
This is frickin hilarious. This chap named Henry Wilt is an instructor in a Technical College, in the Liberal Studies program, in Ipwell, and he teaches classes of Butcher Apprentices, Pipelayer Apprentices, Gaspipelayer Apprentices...well, you get the idea. He hands them out books like"Lord of the Flies," and he really hates his job. He hates his wife, he hates his life. Walking the dog while his wife does yoga at home, he fantasizes about murdering her. Henry Wilt will tell you"Be careful what you wish for." I will be reading Wilt No. 2. ( )
Informação do Conhecimento Comum em inglês.Edite para a localizar na sua língua.
Wenn Henry Wilt den Hund zu einem Spaziergang ausführte, oder richtiger, wenn der Hund ihn ausführte, oder um genauer zu sein, wenn Mrs. Wilt beiden sagte, sie sollten bloß sehen, dass sie aus dem Hause kämen, damit sie ihre Yogaübungen machen konnte, schlug er stets denselben Weg ein.
Whenever Henry Wilt took the dog for a walk, or, to be more accurate, when the dog took him, or, to be exact, when Mrs Wilt told them both to go and take themselves out of the house so that she could do her yoga exercises, he always took the same route.
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Informação do Conhecimento Comum em inglês.Edite para a localizar na sua língua.
And so the sun shone brighter, the sky was bluer, the flowers in the gardens were rosier and even Parkview Avenue itself seemed to have taken on a new and brighter aspect. It was one of Eva Wilt’s better days.
Henry Wilt, tied to a daft job and a domineering wife, has just been passed over for promotion yet again. Ahead of him at the Polytechnic stretch years of trying to thump literature into the heads of plasterers, joiners, butchers and the like. And things are no better at home where his massive wife, Eva, is given to boundless and unpredictable fits of enthusiasm -for transcendental meditation, yoga or the trampoline. But if Wilt can do nothing about his job, he can do something about his wife, in imagination at least, and his fantasies grow daily more murderous and more concrete.After a peculiarly nasty experience at a party thrown by particularly nasty Americans, Wilt finds himself in several embarrassing positions- Eva stalks out in stratospheric dudgeon, and Wilt, under the inspiration of gin, puts one of his more vindictive fantasies into effect. But suspicions are instantly aroused and Wilt rapidly achieves an unenviable notoriety in the role of The Man Helping Police With Their Enquiries. Or is he exactly helping? Wilt's problem -although he's on the other side of the fence -is the same as Inspector Flint's- where is Eva Wilt? But Wilt begins to flourish in the heat of the investigation, and as the police stoke the flames of circumstantial evidence, Wilt deploys all his powers to show that the Law can't tell a Missing Person from a hole in the ground.
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