Murder Mystery Dinners 2026/2027
£62 per person
There’ll be drinks, nibbles, and plenty of eyebrow-raising fun.
Work together at your table to solve the crime, and your team could win a bottle of bubbly!
Join us for a night of murder, mystery, and double entendres—think Agatha Christie meets Carry On.
Arrive at the Library bar by 7pm then head to the fabulous Music Room for the show and three-course dinner.
Twelve deaths in twelve days have cast a grim shadow over Christmas, each victim chillingly echoing a festive carol, starting with Drummond Drumlin and Lord Lepping.
As Goldie Ring and Carol Bird join the mounting list of corpses, it’s up to you to discover whether one twisted killer is orchestrating this deadly holiday melody... and who will be next.
When the mysterious German Countess Helga Von Winklepikker receives an unexpected visit from a solicitor bearing news of her husband’s latest will, things take a deadly turn. Her husband is discovered dead with a peacock-patterned mother-of-pearl paperknife pierced through his heart!
Who wielded the weapon? The glamorous Countess? The suspicious solicitor? Or perhaps the local pig farmer with a grudge?
When local MP for Truro, Austin Tacious-Gitt, is blown to a billion bits in the gentlemen’s lavatory in an old folks’ home, he leaves behind a very messy crime scene and plenty of suspects.
Was it his long-suffering wife, the suspicious nuns who run the home, or one of the residents with a grievance? You’ll need to keep your wits about you — and your bottom firmly on your seat — to discover whodunit!
Newly appointed W.I. chairman Winnifred Bego is celebrating her victory in the annual baking contest when she is suddenly — and rather dramatically — mown down by a motor. Her triumph had been particularly sweet, as she was due to show Her Royal Highness her famous drop scones.
But who wanted Winnifred out of the way? Could it be the woman who runs the station buffeteria, the local novelist who was supposed to be giving a talk about his latest book, or the Chief Lady of the Conservative Party? It's up to you to find out!
Just minutes before the biggest talent competition in Cornwall, one half of the Crumpett Sisters singing duo meets a truly explosive end — choking on her own blood as her insides erupt in an explosion of blood, bile and chyme.
With the police proving about as useful as a chocolate teapot, it’s up to you to discover who silenced her before the big performance. Was it her jealous sister? A Truro councillor sitting on the competition panel? Or the local GP with something to hide?
When villagers start turning up mauled and munched, everyone blames an escaped beast from the local zoo. But as the bodies pile up and strange howls echo through the night, could something far more supernatural be stalking the village?
Was it the gamekeeper from Lyking Hall? His mysterious wife? The abandoned son of Lord Lyking who has returned to discover his roots? Or the old dear who works in the post office? It's up to you to find out!
It’s rehearsal night for the Am Dram Society’s pantomime — but Mother Goose won’t be making it to opening night! Savagely stabbed straight through the sternum, just moments after announcing to her real-life son that poor Gwendoline the goat will have to be sold… she’s stopped producing the valuable poo needed for Miss Spewtum’s panies.
Was it her jealous co-star, desperate to play Mother Goose? The frustrated director, the local MP’s wife, or the mysterious nun lurking backstage? The curtain’s up, the body’s down — but who killed Mother Goose?
It’s rehearsal night for the Am Dram Society’s pantomime — but Mother Goose won’t be making it to opening night! Savagely stabbed straight through the sternum, just moments after announcing to her real-life son that poor Gwendoline the goat will have to be sold… she’s stopped producing the valuable poo needed for Miss Spewtum’s panies.
Was it her jealous co-star, desperate to play Mother Goose? The frustrated director, the local MP’s wife, or the mysterious nun lurking backstage? The curtain’s up, the body’s down — but who killed Mother Goose?
