This is the sort of book that should make you think twice if you are planning on booking a holiday on a cruise ship! One thing that has always put me off that idea is the thought of being holed up in a giant tin can with a bunch of people you can't stand the sight of, and unable to get away from them. Mr C only reinforces my view! We have his usual motley of grotesque characters, such as Dwight the cartoon American, with his unhealthy mania for young girls, (Mr C doesn't over-egg this horrid man, he just gives us enough information to understand quite how appalling he is), Stewart the Assistant Cruise Director who is on the verge of a massive nervous breakdown, and Nobby, quite easily the most boring man who ever existed on Earth! Then we have the family who has won the holiday in a competition. When you get Nicole, who thinks ANYTHING must be better than sex, and her husband, David, who thinks NOTHING could possibly be better than sex, then you know you haven't exactly got a marriage made in Heaven! This book is funny, it's also very dark at times. I only gave it 4 stars because I did get tired of it towards the end - Joseph Connolly characters usually end up out-staying their welcome. And if he set out to make the SS Transylvania seem hellish and claustrophobic, he managed it almost too well for me!