Cunk on Everything
I mistakenly bought this for Liz, and when I handed it over very quickly realised that *I’M* the one of us that likes serially uninformed but doggedly informative broadcaster Philomena Cunk. A tough read from end-to-end, because it’s literally a series of short pieces in alphabetically organised topics… but word-perfect for the character, and you could picture her delivering every line in her TV-authentic way. I had to stop grabbing random people that were near me so I could read stuff out, but it was a real hoot, and I was almost sad when I finished it. And now I don’t think I’ll ever look at a tiger with out thinking “Tigers are the ones that look sort of like big orange barcodes, but with teeth”.