Oh dear, haven't you even read ONE book about love in a lighthouse?
Unlikely Guardian suppositions of Monday: John Gordillo always looks eggy, and Book Club is poncy. Smugness here, inspired by this more interesting but less soundbitey piece from Chortle*.
“Robin Ince's Book Club is pitched perfectly to many a middle-classer's twin loves: being seen to be well-read, and in on the joke.”
Because of Robin Ince's Book Club, I have read all of an awful Cliff Richard autobiography, in which he describes himself looking more spastic than a spastic while dancing. I have heard much of Danielle Steele’s love of jam as a post-coital breakfast condiment, summated in poem form. I even read all of The Krankies' book.
All the man Krankie’s anecdotes are about funny places he put his willy, e.g. between buffet table crackers.
Still. If The Guardian says I am well read...
* Based on interviews conducted at the country's biggest comedy festival - patronised by those with a budget and inclination to holiday at an arts event - a researcher found that middle class audiences prefer more thoughtful/complex material to the working classes. Who basically just like a man shouting "GARLIC BREAD". Apparently. Woo.
“Robin Ince's Book Club is pitched perfectly to many a middle-classer's twin loves: being seen to be well-read, and in on the joke.”
Because of Robin Ince's Book Club, I have read all of an awful Cliff Richard autobiography, in which he describes himself looking more spastic than a spastic while dancing. I have heard much of Danielle Steele’s love of jam as a post-coital breakfast condiment, summated in poem form. I even read all of The Krankies' book.
All the man Krankie’s anecdotes are about funny places he put his willy, e.g. between buffet table crackers.
Still. If The Guardian says I am well read...
* Based on interviews conducted at the country's biggest comedy festival - patronised by those with a budget and inclination to holiday at an arts event - a researcher found that middle class audiences prefer more thoughtful/complex material to the working classes. Who basically just like a man shouting "GARLIC BREAD". Apparently. Woo.