At the opening of the Festival it seems right to send you some openers by writers of the Festival. For now we’re limited to books on my own shelves but I hope to find the time for quick browsing at the Barefoot bookshop and bring you some more.
‘Mma Ramotswe had a detective agency in Africa, at the foot of Kgale Hill. These were its assets: a tiny white van, two desks, two chairs, a telephone, and an old typewriter. Then there was a teapot, in which Mma Ramotswe – the only lady private detective in Botswana – brewed redbush tea. And three mugs – one for herself, one for her secretary, and one for the client. What else does a detective agency really need?
Detective agencies rely on human intuition and intelligence, both of which Mma Ramotswe had in abundance. No inventory would ever include those, of course.’
From THE NUMBER 1 LADIES’ DETECTIVE AGENCY by Alexander McCall Smith
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