Initially a solitary cow, but then whole herds followed by all the other wildlife in the UK are infected with a virus which makes them want to mate and kill, basically in that order. Sounds improbable? Well, that is the whole idea. The author does a great job in creating a wholly ludicrous scenario, which is the object of the exercise. It is no exaggeration to say that Apocalypse Cow is in the proud tradition of the masters of this genre such as Terry Pratchett, Douglas Adams and Tom Sharpe.
The choice of main characters is an essential ingredient if this sort of story is to work, and here the main players are thrown together and prove to be a bizarre, ineffective and unlikely group. As it says on the back cover, can these people sort things out? Yup, we're screwed......... Geldof is the teenage offspring of a couple of hippyish, dope smoking, love making parents. Lesley is a somewhat inept journalist who chances on the truth and manages to make a complete hash of it. Finally Terry, who is an abattoir worker and who survives the first terrible attack of the homicidal, sex crazed ruminants.
This tale does get a life of its own after a while, and ceases to be a collection of clever gags, as the trio find each other and, one hesitates to say make progress, but rather more are carried along by events. I did wonder how Michael Logan was going to wrap this one up, but in the end he does so rather elegantly I thought. It is hard enough to produce a page or two of witty narrative, and certainly quite an achievement to keep it going for 350 pages. This really is an enjoyable romp and one where the reader needs to suspend disbelief and go with the flow.