When I announced, on cix, that my "Verity Stob (does not) have a big bottom" t-shirt had finally fallen to bits (that's 8 bits not your new fangled 32 or 64 bits mind) Ms Stob wrote to me saying I should console myself with her new book.
So I did, and I'm jolly glad I did too.
Such joy at reading some old favourites from her jottings in .EXE mag. The subtle wit distilled from the understanding of the experienced practitioner and her coding pencil. The art of refined and clever programming by a master of her craft, clever, syntactically correct with all the correct verbs. A far cry from today's regression of languages to point and grunt.
This book is a must, to be chuckled at over and over and sit amongst the hallowed tomes of K&R, "Obfuscated C", Knuth and tattered cuttings of "Sam and the Fat man" from Freelance Informer (another defunct mag from the heady days when the streets of London were paved with drunk contract programmers).