Gil Mayo mysteries: ha ha ha. Wait, that’s not funny!

I just took a screenshot.

It’s no secret that I watch a lot of British mysteries. I watch so many, I consider myself a connoisseur (pardon my French), which is really just a classy word for snob. And because I am spoilt for choice — so many streaming networks, I usually give new shows (new to me) a very quick look. I either like it or not. The chemistry is either there or it is not. And if I don’t like the characters, the…