Brown in My Sorrows

After watching State Fair last night, I though something should be recoverewd before bed and read the first mystery in the Father Brown collection I had received from the libray. I enjoyed its locale in North London, especially the walk from Camden Town to the Heath, possibly intersecting my sister-in-law's morning constitutional. I thought the metaphysics employed by the sleuthing padre to be quite ho-hum and i nearly threw book often concluding the initial story.