A high comedy of bad manners, By Paul Bassett Davies
As good as Tom Sharpe at his best
I can praise this book no more highly than to say that it’s reminiscent of the best work of Tom Sharpe. A cheerfully anarchic tale of country folk, of dark passions, of sex, drugs and rock & roll, of windmills and traction engines.
To reveal much more would risk spoiling the story, but rest assured this will keep you turning the pages and frequently laughing out loud.
If you mourn the passing of Sharpe’s best work, and are frustrated by the way so many purported “comedies” import of this genre fail to amuse, then you will enjoy this.