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5.0 out of 5 stars
Excellent!, 16 April 2012
When I first read this book, I was on a dreary train on a dreary commute into London to work in a dreary job. Ten minutes into the journey I burst out laughing, much to the disdain of my fellow sardines. I laughed so much that upon my arrival at dreary Waterloo I was met by a number of large gentlemen in long white coats.
Thank you Robert Rankin for not being dreary.
Oh, yeh. The book ... Elvis Presley, the Dalai Lama and a time travelling brussel sprout called Barry. What's not to like?