The best part of the episode was Rita Webb playing the housewife complaining after the stunt motorcyclist died. "You know I can't stand watching anybody get hurt. We should have gone to the all in wrestling where I wanted to!"
When stunt cyclist Joe Hartier dies during his wall of death ride at the circus. Police suspect foul play when the carburetor seized up because of the addition of sugar to the petrol tank.
Joe's mechanic is a suspect as he quickly disappeared. Later trapeze artist Rudy Schmidt is in the frame as he seems to be too close with Joe's wife Nina. He too suddenly flees.
Nina's lost cat lead the police to a vital clue.
This is a rather pedestrian instalment of Scotland Yard despite the flashbacks of Joe riding the Wall of Death.
Every suspect wants to go on the run. Nina acts suspiciously from the start with Joe right in front of the police. The could had appeared to be a bit distant.
Also these circus people were not a close lot. No one came to console Nina after her husband's death.
I was wondering just how exactly the cat died. It was only left overnight in the garage, surely the poor thing was not so starved to wanting to eat flakes of paint and sugar.
When stunt cyclist Joe Hartier dies during his wall of death ride at the circus. Police suspect foul play when the carburetor seized up because of the addition of sugar to the petrol tank.
Joe's mechanic is a suspect as he quickly disappeared. Later trapeze artist Rudy Schmidt is in the frame as he seems to be too close with Joe's wife Nina. He too suddenly flees.
Nina's lost cat lead the police to a vital clue.
This is a rather pedestrian instalment of Scotland Yard despite the flashbacks of Joe riding the Wall of Death.
Every suspect wants to go on the run. Nina acts suspiciously from the start with Joe right in front of the police. The could had appeared to be a bit distant.
Also these circus people were not a close lot. No one came to console Nina after her husband's death.
I was wondering just how exactly the cat died. It was only left overnight in the garage, surely the poor thing was not so starved to wanting to eat flakes of paint and sugar.