The question taxing Detective Inspector Purbrights brain was whether anything untoward had been going on in the tiny village of Mumblesby. Certainly the circumstances surrounding the death of Rich Dick Loughbury, the solicitor, seemed genuinely beyond suspicion. And although his widow (if that was what she was) left a certain amount to be desired socially in local eyes, and his house was stuffed with antiques acquired without bills of sale from neighbouring Mumblesby residents, there was nothing Purbright could actually put his finger on. That was, until the day of the funeralWhatevers Been Going on at Mumblesby? is an entertaining and witty excursion into rural deviance and the foibles of Flaxborough and its environs.