Dead Cert

Dead Cert

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Horse racing can be a dangerous sport, but it becomes a deadly one when a champion is killed.

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ISBN-13: 9780061498213
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date: 09/09/2008
Edition description: Abridged
Sales rank: 619,226
Product dimensions: 5.20(w) x 5.80(h) x 0.80(d)

About the Author

Dick Francis (pictured with his son Felix Francis) was born in South Wales in 1920. He was a young rider of distinction winning awards and trophies at horse shows throughout the United Kingdom. At the outbreak of World War II he joined the Royal Air Force as a pilot, flying fighter and bomber aircraft including the Spitfire and Lancaster.

He became one of the most successful postwar steeplechase jockeys, winning more than 350 races and riding for Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth, the Queen Mother. After his retirement from the saddle in 1957, he published an autobiography, The Sport of Queens, before going on to write more than forty acclaimed books, including the New York Times bestsellers Even Money and Silks.

A three-time Edgar Award winner, he also received the prestigious Crime Writers’ Association’s Cartier Diamond Dagger, was named Grand Master by the Mystery Writers of America, and was awarded a CBE in the Queen’s Birthday Honours List in 2000. He died in February 2010, at age eighty-nine, and remains among the greatest thriller writers of all time.


Grand Cayman, Cayman Islands, British West Indies

Date of Birth:

October 31, 1920

Date of Death:

February 14, 2010

Place of Birth:

Tenby, Pembrokeshire, southwest Wales

Place of Death:

Grand Cayman, Cayman Islands, British West Indies


Dropped out of Maidenhead County School at age 15.

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DocWalt10 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
True to is roots, this story features a South African jockey. He comes to England to race and further his father's business interests. We see the internal rivalry between jockeys. We see how the gambling,on racing, can be dangerous for the jockeys. As always well written and keeps you interested from the first page to the last.
EPClark More than 1 year ago
"Dead Cert" wasn't the first Dick Francis book I read--that honor belongs to "The Danger"--but it's his first novel in what would turn out to be a long and storied career, so it seems fitting to start my "classics of Dick Francis" retrospective with it. Reading "Dead Cert" after becoming familiar with Francis's later works--and I've read all Francis's fictional works, some of them many times--is a bit of an odd experience. It has many of the elements that Francis would go on to turn into a recognizable and influential franchise, but in only semi-finished form: a first-person narrator who is a young-ish, thrill-loving Englishman connected to the world of horse racing; bad deeds sullying the honor of British steeplechasing; a plot, that for all that it is anchored in the rather stuffy, upper-class world of British horseracing, is nonetheless slightly zany, kinky, and off-beat; exciting and unexpected action sequences--Alan York, the hero, has to escape from the bad guys, who are chasing him in radiocar taxis, by galloping off bareback on his champion steeplachaser--and, the thing that holds it all together and transforms it from a rather silly action thriller into a genuine work of literature: a keen awareness of physical and emotional reality. Indeed, Francis flexes his descriptive muscles in the opening paragraph, which is striking, although, it must be said, flabby in comparison with the bombshell openers of his later works: "The mingled smells of hot horse and cold river mist filled my nostrils. I could hear only the swish and thud of galloping hooves and the occasional sharp click of horseshoes striking against each other." For anyone who has ever ridden a horse in damp weather, the sounds and sensations are unmistakably authentic; for anyone who has not done so, well, that's what it's like. Francis had an intense sense of both the outer physical world and the inner emotional world of humans and horses (the horse Admiral is a significant character in "Dead Cert," as he should be), something that comes across on the pages on this, his first serious attempt at fiction. He knew what it was like to gallop a hot horse on a chill day, and, more importantly, he knew how to convey that to the reader. In fact, (re)reading Francis right now brings up some interesting thoughts for me, as I wade into the polemics surrounding war literature, a genre that is unique in the jealous guardianship it has by those with first-hand experience of the topic being described. But merely rattling off a series of acronyms or jargon terms, interspersed with cliches about dirt and pain, tends to give the illusion of authentic description rather than the reality of a genuine connection between author and reader. Francis succeeds in conveying the outer and inner worlds of his heroes by his comfortable inhabitance of their society, but also, more importantly, by his understanding of precisely what it would feel like, physically and mentally, to go through what they went through, even when he himself was only guessing. His guesses, though, were always grounded on something real: he may not have lived his heroes' lives, but he must have known with every fiber of his being what it was to feel pain and fear, and is one of the modern masters of conveying those sensations.
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Alan York soon learns how dangerous horseracing can be even when not in the saddle, but for the reader the suspense is carried to the end of this class-1 cliff-hanger by Dick Francis, still the best mystery writer today. York and Fiona Kent in new author John Russell's Dark Horses have much in common as do both of their creators. But the plot of each of these stories are diametrically different. Both books are at the top of my list for suspense and reality - read them both.