I inherited my love of Agatha Christie from my mother and she, in turn, inherited it from her mother.
My grandmother rushed to order the latest mystery from the public library as soon as they were published. Meanwhile, my mother was just 10 when she read her first Agatha Christie, The Murder of Roger Ackroyd, and she was hooked. A lifelong love of Agatha – as she calls the author; they are on first name terms – was sparked.

