Les Dawson is at his funniest in this, his last book, which he described as: 'A record of an era so lusty and physical that it makes the reader want to wear a truss.' Within these pages the devoted reader will find the real Quasimodo ('a dwarf whose sword was so swift it could sever a trout's eyebrows in mid-gulp'); Florence the whore ('reeking of mystery and an old singlet'); your heart will bleed for poor Walter the Moron who was left by his mother on so many doorsteps that he went through life calling a yoghurt pot 'Dad'. All of history's pageantry and many famous figures await your perusal, along with sex, torture, blood-chilling exploits and much more in this wickedly funny and madcap romp through the eras.
