“Tucked away in a quiet meeting room is a far more unusual activity: the Thursday Murder Club. Because really, what else would you do after sudoku?” A 4-minute unserious review of Richard Osman’s cozy mystery, The Thursday Mystery Club. Subtitle: Why knit scarves when you can unravel homicides? A group of senior sleuths are in their element and delighted that murders have finally come to their retirement village, like Uber Eats but with corpses. Should you view with joy that the author’s retirees face the end of life with wit, friendship, and a total disregard for rules? Or should the writing be seen as stereotypical condascending crock-lit which doesn’t do…