Mid life crisis-riven divorced father Marley goes on desparate last throw jungle reality TV show, survives slaughter of crew and contestants to be rescued by a tribe descended from British public school survivors of a 1950s plane crash, who return to our addled more-or-less present, bringing with them a promise of simplicity, truth and a self-confident Englishness. This very funny novel works by welding Marley's yearnings for lost promises and unmet expectations with the parallel yearnings of a clapped-out social order. The Headmaster, a wonderfully realised villain/hero, initially satisfies both - but can we really stop being knowing and critical? And doesn't it all end up rather horrible if we try? Underpinned by a sort of Waugh-ish sensibility, this novel fizzes and hisses with ideas, with wonderful riffs of polemical rhetoric. And for a really funny set-piece, the scene where Marley explains to the public school boys and staff what has happened since 1957 beats just about everything written by an Englishman since Gussie Fink-Nottle gave the prizes at Market Snodbury Grammar School.