"'Edgier than Bryson, hits harder than Mayle' The Times"
A year after setting foot in France, the Englishman Paul West is still grappling with several fundamental queries. What is the most effective way to frighten a gendarme? Why aren't there any health warnings on French nudist beaches? And is it truly polite to have an affair with your boss' mistress? Paul opens his English tea room and (temporarily) transforms into a Parisian waiter. He samples the delights of typically French hotel-room afternoons. On a return visit to the UK, he witnesses the full horror of a British office party through Parisian eyes. Meanwhile, he persists in his search for the perfect French mademoiselle. But will Paul discover eternal love, or will it all culminate in disaster? In his second comedy of errors, Paul West continues to undermine the entente cordiale. Author's apology: "I'd just like to express my apologies to all the suppository enthusiasts out there, as in this book, there are no suppositories. However, there are numerous courgettes, and I view this as progress. From suppositories to courgettes - I believe it demonstrates that I'm evolving as a writer." Stephen Clarke.
Unfortunately, this one is no where near as good as the first one. It was just a simple story about a guy. He was drinking alcohol, and then he got drunk. After that, he did some stupid things. And the next day, he regretted what he had done. What's more, in this story, he was constantly talking about thinking about sex, trying to have sex and actually having sex. I had expected something much wittier and more interesting. But sadly, I was really let down. It seemed that the story lacked depth and creativity. It was just a rather ordinary and unappealing narrative. I was hoping for something that would really grab my attention and make me think, but this one failed to do so.