Book Description

* "Mr. Coren is not just a funny writer, but a comic genius." - The Observer*"Mr. Coren has a wildness and a stringency all his own." - The New Yorker*"Coren is, quite simply, a brilliantly funny writer whose talents place him so far in front of the pack it just isn't true." - The Irish Times*"Marvelously deft and funny. The natural heir to Thurber and Perelman." - The New York Times*"The funniest writer in Britain today." - The Sunday TimesIn his most important book to date, the Sage of Cricklewood lifts his eyes from the navel of the universe to contemplate matters beyond. Someone has to. If Jeffrey Archer is to become King of Estonia, if Naomi Campbell is to carry off the nobel prize, if fat people are to walk effortlessly to Shanghei, if Britain's linoleum is to take its rightful place in the history of civilization and its low-flush suites are to conquer the seven seas, the only man is Alan Coren. Because his position is a bit on the side.