Easy to read, almost Wodehousian in structure (this one is sort of set like one of those Blandings stories in a loose sort of way) - but Fry's outrageous fruity language will Im sure make Wodehouse blush in his grave if there is ever a comparision made :x
I ought to pick up his, rather queerly named, biography - 'Moab is my washspot' next.
Remember some of the elements of the 'power of the first person narrative' we discussed in the last post - this is another sublime example.

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