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This is now on its way to one of the winners in the European Full Moon Mulit-winner Contest. Hope you enjoy the book!

I've heard of this book, and it looks intriguing! Many thanks for the RABCK!

Excellent! What a toe-curling, buttock-clenching read! I just loved the following bit:

"Mrs Reilly looked at her son's reddening face and realised he would very happily collapse at her feet just to prove his point. He had done it before. The last time that she had forced him to accompany her to mass on Sunday he had collapsed twice on the way to the church and once again during the sermon about sloth, reeling out of the pew and creating an embarrassing disturbance."

The best summation of the book is Ignatius's own:

"Abelman, the insipid Crusaders for Moorish Dignity, the Mancuso cretin, Dorian Greene, the newspaper reporters, stripteasers, birds, photography, juvenile delinquents, Nazi pornographers. And especially Myrna Minkoff." And let's not forget Dr Nuts, Burma Jones, Miss Trixie, Mrs Levy. Oh Fortuna! Not so much a Confederacy of Dunces as a Carnival of Grotesques! Marvellous!

This is the third time I have tried to make this journal entry. Anyway, left on the bookshelf in the thrift shop of this beautiful little fishing port.