This should be just my kind of book. I was very intrigued by the premise and thought that it would indeed be a 'hilarious collection of conversations...packed full of verbal wit and gags'. However, it turned out to be a tedious collection of mind-numbingly boring conversations. (I actually heard 3 funnier conversations on a recent train journey from London to Newcastle the other day and I wasn't researching for a book on the topic.) It was only my principle of always reading a book to the bitter end that kept me going, having to plough through rubbish like the following:
ALANA: Miss. Is Van Gogh spelt G.O.T.H as in goth?
MRS GREEN: No Alana. It's spelt G.O.G.H not like goth as in Gothic.
ALANA: (sniffy): And what's wrong with goths?
MRS GREEN: Absolutely nothing. In fact, my husband used to be one.
TIM: Your husband? What, Mr Watts?
MRS GREEN: Nooo, Tim. Mr Watts is married to Mrs Watts. Mr Watts is simply my department head. We work together. We are not married. Contrary to popular opinion, not all teachers are married to each other.
TIM: Do you mean Mrs Watts the Italian teacher?
MRS GREEN: (sighing) I think we'd better stop this conversation now.
Don't waste your money on this book.