Made a start on the last of the Sing Lit novels the Missus bought me for my birthday, under the guidance of Fifi, as I understand it. I saved Jon Gresham's Gus: the Life and Opinions of the Last Raffles' Banded Langur until last since it looked and sounded so appealing. (Sorry about the odd psychology involved in that choice, but it's just me.)
I mean, talking monkeys - what's not to like?
I've just finished Part One and if the writer can keep up this level of exuberant entertainment then I'd say we have a classic on our hands.
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