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Yep, you heard right!
Also there's the slightly suspicious fact that the Earth was not so much inherited by the meek, than by Colin, God's other son, who was edited out of the bible when Jesus got artistic control. Lazlo's main strengths are gunplay, dark alleys, talking toot in bars and a big rooftop finale. His main weakness seems to be a Guardian angel sprout living inside his head.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town, thief Icarus Smith has discovered the 'Red Head' reality pill that reveals the hidden demons among us. Prof. Bruce Partington has invented a 'spectremeter' which raises the ghosts but can't make them go away again...and just what is the mysterious Ministry of Serendipity up to with barbers' chairs?
Ahh, you'll love it!
As the normal anarchic Rankin plots go, Waiting for Godalming has an unusually sober and straightforward plot. Albeit under a flood of running gags, self referential japes, authors interjections, allusions to a million Sherlock Holmes titles and mad one liners. And although this isn't the best Rankin book, it is far from his worse and a damn slight funnier than the dozens of Pratchett clones that seem to be clogging up the book selves. Along with Terry Pratchett and Tom Holt, Robert Rankin proves that some British fantasy comedy writing is just as hilarious as ever.
