| The London Chronicles Contributor(s): Trengove, Chris (Author), Lawrence, Peter (Author) |
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ISBN: 1507631081 ISBN-13: 9781507631089 Publisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform OUR PRICE: $23.73 Product Type: Paperback Published: January 2015 |
| Additional Information |
| BISAC Categories: - Fiction | Humorous - General |
| Physical Information: 1.52" H x 5.98" W x 9.02" (2.21 lbs) 762 pages |
| Descriptions, Reviews, Etc. |
| Publisher Description: THE LONDON CHRONICLES is a compendium of three comic novels previously published separately. IT'S YOUR MONEY IN MY POCKET, DEAR, NOT MINE IN YOURS is a hilarious and raucous expose of life in a Soho strip cub in the early seventies, originally published by Quartet Books. It sold well and garnered excellent reviews: "well-observed and often funny" (Sunday Times) "very funny without ever being contemptuous" (The Times.) The sequel, ENGULFED IN A TIDE OF FILTH (now known as UP THE PICTURES) was also published by Quartet, and tells the story of Jeff, stage manager in the first book, who tries to make it as a photographer but instead gets caught up in the crazed machinations of various loony left and rabid right political groups - not to mention the puritanical Whitehouse-style outfit NOFUK (No Filth In The United Kingdom.) Men Only said it was "outrageously and wickedly honest... full of finger-lickin' good digs at distasteful modern horrors..." THE MAO TSE TUNG WORKERS REVOLUTIONARY STRIPTEASE EMPORIUM was written decades after IT'S YOUR MONEY, and takes up the story of Le Can-Can strip club after it's taken over by a workers' co-operative headed by demented Communist carpenter Chan. If you've ever fantasized about a troupe of strippers singing the sayings of Chairman Mao to the tune of 'Climb Every Mountain', this is the book for you. Amazon UK reviewers said: "It's very unlikely, almost like a fantasy, but very funny." "An absolute joy " THE LONDON CHRONICLES is over 180,000 words of comedy gold, a must for anyone who remembers London in the seventies, a time before computers and mobile phones, before sat nav and Oyster cards, when Soho was the province of working girls and clip-joints rather than ad men and wine bars. |