Final belated instalment, in a way, of the long-running 1960-4 series, lacking several prior cast members who were either unavailable or had been written out one way or the other. They shoulda quit already. The plot of this episode makes no sense whatsoever: why exactly were the people concerned trying to conceal what they were trying to conceal? And why did they depute the person they deputed to do what she did?
On the other hand, the high point, literally, of this episode, shot in 1969, is that mini-skirts were also, literally, at their high point. If you like that sort of thing ;-)
My mother used to love this series because she had formed the quite erroneous belief that Mme Maigret did all the real detection. This episode is the only instance known to me of Mme contributing anything to a case whatsoever other than cooked lunch and dinner every working day.
On the other hand, the high point, literally, of this episode, shot in 1969, is that mini-skirts were also, literally, at their high point. If you like that sort of thing ;-)
My mother used to love this series because she had formed the quite erroneous belief that Mme Maigret did all the real detection. This episode is the only instance known to me of Mme contributing anything to a case whatsoever other than cooked lunch and dinner every working day.