This book is every bit as charming as it's cover. Step into a quaint and bucolic English Village, and settle in with a cup of tea. Major Pettigrew is an older widower, a very proper Brit, who has just lost his brother Bertie. Bertie and Major P. inherited a pair of hunting rifles that were originally awarded to their father in Colonial India by a grateful Maharajah (he saved a Princess). So we have a bit of frustration over Bertie's estate and greedy relatives, including the Major's own son. Mix in the lovely Pakistani widow who runs the local shoppe, and a voracious developer, and you already have a good story. British, American and Pakistani cultures collide and some riotous behavior ensues. With all the heavy reading we do, this is really a light, fun read for summer. Lest you think it's too light, the plot is surprisingly dense. Don't forget the crumpets. Good O.
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