Striding Folly

By Dorothy L. Sayers

Striding Folly is the last collection of Lord Peter Wimsey short stories. As a collection, it wasn’t published during Dorothy L. Sayers’ lifetime; it is copyright by Anthony Fleming, her son, and its meager pagecount is eked out by a horrible introduction by Janet Hitchman whose main criticism of DLS is that neither she nor Harriet Vane conformed to her (Janet’s) ideas on what is good clothes sense. I feel that Janet Hitchman is more like Helen, Duchess of Denver than she knows herself…

  • Author: Dorothy L. Sayers
  • Title: Striding Folly
  • Pages: 124
  • Published: 1972
  • Publisher: New English Library
  • ISBN: 0450033406

Anyway, there are only three stories in this small collection: Striding Folly, The Haunted Policeman and Talboys.

The first, Striding Folly, is a confused and confusing story that mixes nightmares and chess in a wholly unsatisfactory way. I haven’t reread it for this note.

The second story, The Haunted Policeman, is quite nice. We almost witness Bredon, Lord Peter’s firstborn, being born. At least, we see the doctor descend the steps, and Bunter tells us that all is serene in the young master’s bedroom. And then off goes Lord Peter to help a policeman who saw things that couldn’t be. Nice story, but a bit messily told.

The last story, Talboys, is a sweet little bit of fluff about Puffett’s peaches and Bredon who’s caught a grass snake. There’s wit and humour in it, and it is a nice read. No harm in it.