A successful architect finds himself at a funeral in his local church. Scanning the aisles and seeing all his family and friends he’s shocked to realise it’s his own – what’s more, he’s supposed to have committed suicide.

The ghostly Adam knows he wouldn’t have harmed himself. So he must have been murdered. But by whom? And actually, frankly, why? What had he done and said?

So what does any good ghost do? Set out to track and then challenge the still-living suspects among his family and work colleagues.  There are, not surprisingly, surprises in store. Heavens… Not often the detective is a corpse, but this book is most certainly haunting.

The key question is: is it a page turner? whoo hoo a chorus of ghosts might say…

It most certainly is a page turner, from the first page into which we are drawn as Lucille, the vicar, stumbles halfway up the wooden steps to the pulpit, creak creak. Then, settling herself, looking over her tortoiseshell half-moons: ‘I didn’t know Adam that well,’ she began, ‘but he’s always been a great believer in the church…’

Right on the first point and most definitely wrong on the second, Adam thought.

Boom Boom, there you have it. Adam is listening. How can that be? On we gallop, turning the pages, whoosh whoosh. Did devious Jeff do it? Did the missus? What about dear Lucille and her half-moon spectacles?

I’m saying nowt. Do read this charming amusing mystery. It’s a blast, one which is also thought provoking.

Ghosted by Mark McCrum: pub Bloodhound Books pb  @ £9.99 and e-Book