A delightful extended riff on books and reading from a man with various pseudonyms (Jennie Walker, Jack Robinson…). Its subtitle is ‘A book about books, mostly. And bonfires, cliches, dystopias, failure, happiness, jokes, justice, privilege, publishing, rejection, self-loathing, shoplifting and umbrellas’, and this picks up the range but not the depth… It’s like being in the company of a beloved friend who’s had a bit too much to drink (maybe) and wants to share a lot of nonsense which, perhaps, is not so nonsensical as it seems… This is a gem.