Ever noticed how mysteries taste sweeter with a sprinkle of seasonal charm? There’s something absolutely magical about settling into your favourite reading nook whilst the world outside transforms with each season. Whether it’s the satisfying crunch of autumn leaves underfoot or the gentle hush of snow blanketing the countryside, seasonal cosy mysteries effortlessly blend amateur sleuthing with festive fun. I discovered this quite by accident last winter. After a particularly demanding week juggling work deadlines and family commitments, I collapsed into my armchair with what I thought would be a quick read. Lesley Cookman’s ‘Murder in Midwinter‘ had been sitting

Picture yourself curled up in your favourite armchair, a steaming cup of tea in hand, rain tapping gently against the window. It’s been another hectic day juggling work deadlines and family commitments, but now it’s finally your time. Beside you lies a well-thumbed book where murders are solved with wit rather than weapons, and mysteries unravel in charming villages instead of dark alleyways. Welcome to the delightful world of cosy mysteries. I’ll never forget the first time I discovered this genre. I’d had a particularly stressful week at work, and whilst browsing the local charity shop, I spotted a battered copy of