Down the Drain

Will rustic retirement mean a comfy seat for Rear Admiral Frobisher Spinnaker? At the bottom of his cottage garden there's the most primitive of conveniences. If only they had mains drainage in Nun's Leching! Thatcher St Margaret RDC are all in favour, and soon Irish navvies have moved in, disturbing the peace with their JCBs and the odd wodge of Semtex. . . The locals are up in arms. Miraculous beverages, drowned machinery, a collapsed marquee and an escaped bull all help to preserve their villages from progress into oblivion. Even the Admiral has a part to play! Join them all in this delightfully anarchic romp through an England that surely still exists - somewhere in a field near you? From the Author: This humerous book, a first effort, will hopefully speak for itself, and is arguably an antidote for today's care-worn world (at least while you're still reading it). I appreciate that humour is a funny thing but if you like a good belly laugh this could well be for you!