I came across this brilliant book yesterday by accident. I'm afraid I had never heard of it before but apparently it is a cult comic novel, first published in 1924. Augustus Carp is smug and self-satisfied, horrible but hilarious. Unlike Mr Pooter you don't sympathise with him at all and in fact you are full of glee anytime something goes wrong for the awful man.
It's a funny thing about cult books or films. You want to talk about them with other people, but on the other hand you don't want too many people to get to know about them ...
Day 139; Book 137
'On Thursday, Dec 4th, the ceiling at work meowed at us': Group of
coworkers rescues 3 tiny kittens who were stuck inside the ceiling in the
office, immeidately fall in love and take them home
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Sometimes, the cat distribution has funny delivery methods. We've said it
before, and we will say it again - you never know when or where or how your
fut...
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