#endeavour au

“Ah, this is more like it. Tchaikovsky,” said Endeavour, opening a case and slotting its cassette into the Blaupunkt. “You won’t enjoy it,” sighed Jakes. “It’s been in the car for more than a fortnight.” A heavy bass beat began to thump through the Bentley as they sped past Heathrow. Endeavour’s brow furrowed. “I don’t recognize this,” he said. “What is it?” “It’s Tchaikovsky’s ‘Another One Bites the Dust,’” said Jakes, closing his eyes as they went through Slough. To while away the time as they crossed the sleeping Chilterns, they also listened to William Byrd’s “We Are the Champions” and Beethoven’s “I Want To Break Free.” Neither were as good as Vaughan Williams’s “Fat-Bottomed Girls.”

                 JARSE GOOD OMENS!AU.

- You won’t have a choice.
- Listen-
- Heaven has no taste.
- Now-
- And not one single crossword puzzle.
A look of pain crossed the angel’s suddenly very serious face.

        GOOD OMENS AU.