Sorry to say, this really wasn't very good.

We all know that this is actually a book by Dan Rhodes. I really rather enjoyed 'Little Hands Clapping'. 'Timolean Vieta, Come Home' and 'Gold' were funny and different. This book, though, shows the flip-side of Rhodes' writing. For a book that presented itself as a 'light read' (that's light as in almost insubstantial) it took me a long time to finish . It seemed intentionally middle-brow and yet there were few of the compensations that such a read might offer. The book's anti-intellectualism wasn't as funny as the author seemed to think. All in all, it felt like a book satisfied with its own lack of ambition. If a book can be lethargic then this one was.

I was disappointed because Rhodes' best work is well worth reading. There were touches of it here - the side story about Uncle Thierry and his pigeons, for example - but by and large this book left me cold. ( )

verhaal spelend in parijs. De hoofdpersoon beeldt zich in dat zij in een dronken bui het ongeluk heeft veroorzaakt waardoor prinse diana is verongelukt. Het boek leest als een franse film en heeft daar ook ingredienten van: het kleine kleeft aan het grote. goed beschreven. Ze probeert om haar autootje in kleine stukjes in prullebakken te af te voeren. Hilarisch. Goed voor paar uurtjes leesplzier. ( )

Very funny angle to the story. Imagine waking up thinking that you may just have been respnsible for Princess Di's death because you drove home after a couple of scoops too many... ( )