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Book Review, Espionage, Jackson Lamb series, Mick Herron, Slough House Book 4, Spook Street, Spy thriller
Fantastic, breathtaking, audacious and exhausting – but read the series in order for maximum enjoyment
Introducing Slough House and the Slow Horses for those coming to the series via Book 4 I though I strongly suggest, starting with book 1, and getting to this one in sequence:
The series follows a group of Z lister sppoks, and also the high fliers of the A listers of MI5, who run policy and do the high octane stuff. Slough House is where former MI5 personnel, who have fouled up in some way either through character defects or evidence of some kind of incompetence, are put out to paid grass. Someone has to do the boring stuff of videocam checks, and trawl through vehicle licence plates and phone records, and getting the disgraced ‘Slow Horses’ to do this, stops redundancy pay outs and legal cases. Chances are, the Slow Horse will resign due to extreme tedium, hence, no payout, and there will always be others to demote to Horsedom. To a man and woman, the Slow Horses regret their prior high flying status, and hope against hope that some kind of saving the world and defence of the realm activity will come their way, and they might, therefore return to the fold of MI5. In their own way, each of this fascinating group of misfits is more than capable
They are led by a monstrous, Rabelasian (at least in turns of various odoriferous bodily emissions and capacity to indulge alcohol, junk food and tobacco) man, Jackson Lamb. Lamb is the least lamb like creature imaginable. Irascible, bullying, grubby, obnoxious and lethal, sharp as a whole army of lasers and with, despite his lack of obvious appeal, a great loyalty to the band of ‘joes’ he rules and insults. Despite the drudgery of desk work, the Slow Horses are still involved in dangerous activities. Over the course of the books some have died, new characters have come to take their places, and some, there from the start, are still with us, though the danger of their work makes the reader wonder from whence the heartache of losing a strange old friend from an earlier book, will come
Herron brings different Horses into the leaders of each book’s race, and some characters met much earlier might be very very slow horses, waiting their turn to gallop to the death or marginal glory finish.
Central to this book is the aging David Cartwright. Almost ‘First Desk’ during the Cold War, he is now living in quiet retirement in the country, beginning to slide into dementia. An elderly spook, becoming loose lipped and garrulous might have dangerous secrets to unwittingly spill. And there might be several interested in plugging such a leak before it happens.
I must confess to some small disappointment with the previous book in the series, Real Tigers, though not disappointed enough to not want to proceed on to the next.

Dazzle Ship – H.M.S. President
Very happily, Spook Street has gone stratospheric in my estimation. So stratospheric that I had to stop reading at times because Herron had taken me to a place where I hardly dared to advance, because of fear and grief of what might be to come. A writer does something particularly brilliant when they take a reader to a place of ‘in denial’ – I don’t think I can bear to know more, I can’t bear to not know. Suspense, anxiety, on the edge.
All through the series, from the very first page of Slow Horses, Herron has thrown justified shocks, surprises, feints, and reverses at his readers. This one though, has him pretty well surpassing himself, because, of course, we are now invested in each Slow Horse.
As ever I can’t give any information (or very little) on this one, as each reader deserves to read in innocence, in order to get the greatest level of involvement and commitment to each of Herron’s wonderful cast of characters
As in book 3 the main focus from which danger and bad deeds arise is internal – from within the organisation itself, where various individuals struggle for higher status and power over others. Some of the usual suspects are still to be found within MI5, but others are on the rise or fall. Danger of course also lurks without, from those who seek to undermine the system, but some of those within have shady ways of protecting the system, and shadier ways still of protecting their own selves.
The Horses themselves, flawed, flatulent, antisocial and strange as they may be, are still the ones with moral compasses – more than others who stalk these pages, they have a loyalty to each other, however much each of them may violently dislike or despise a fellow Horse
And London itself, as so often, is a major character in this book, in both her grime and her splendour
I am minded, whilst we now have a protracted wait whilst Herron decides how much further to ride his horses, to start a prior series by him, following the fortunes of a private detective, but with, no doubt his trademark signatures of sharp writing, wit, danger, strong characterisation, twisty plot – and surprises a plenty
I received this, as a serendipitous ARC from Amazon Vine. It certainly looked like an example of meaningful targeting as I bought books 1,2, and 3 in the series in extremely rapid succession. Payback time now though…as this one has only recently been published…now all I can do is wait. I hope Herron is writing, writing, writing
Excellent review Lady F – how will you stand the wait until the next one??? 😉
Ah, thank you Karen, with difficulty I fear, though there are the private eye ones to perhaps explore. And I can get on with all the other books awaiting for reading…..
Wonder if El Rumpo has been reading this. Could explain his fascination with M15 spooks. Oh my, the thought of him actually reading anything is too hilarious for words. It does sound like a fabulous series!
you brought the spring sunshine this morning. No, I think the squished tangerine who is at present POTUS can’t even read balance sheets, let alone the nuance of literature
Herron is brilliant especially at managing scare and humour all together, and delightfully the majority of his female characters are fiercely intelligent, complex and are not in any way decorating a set. Some of them are strong and wonderful (and flawed, as humans are) and some are strong and utterly self serving and devious, as some humans are. Lantern jaws and simpering types are pretty well absent, and probably meeting a lantern jaw the bearer of it will be not good news at all!
I’m kind of worried, because a series this good inevitably won’t maintain that momentum for ever, but I have grown to like these people so much and now have a long wait to find out how they have been. since I last met them. I guess I won’t know for a year.
Yes, his math is just as bad as his reading level. He blames the Democrats for his being unable to pass a healthcare bill (that was truly horrific), but both houses of Congress have a majority of Republicans. Hmmm. 1+1=0
You’ll have to distract yourself with other books for the coming year. Books and chocolate.
Great- I won all four of these in a competition by the publishers! I’d heard good things, but now I’m desperate to dig them out (probably literally!) I realised while on our mutual friend FF’s page that I haven’t been getting your posts sent to me, bizarrely – so thought I’d pop by to check you were here! WordPress does bizarre things like that, I’ve found….!
Lovely to see you, my spy friendly blogging chum! You have a delectable journey in store with Herron
Thank you for this wonderful recommendation. I too started with Slow Horses and couldn’t stop until after Spook Street; and then felt like I was leaving old friends. I finished the series a couple of weeks ago, but your suggestive depiction of Lamb’s office and the image of the wonderful dazzle ship brought Slow Horses’ London flooding back. I’d saved your review until the book was read and have just had the pleasure of coming across it again. A wonderful series!
Oh I am so glad you got such pleasure from the Herrons. That sadness of leaving old friends though, after immersion!