What? Another entry in the Great Robert Rankin Re-read-athon? Already? Well, yes, I’m afraid so.
This one was first published in 1996, and is, would you believe it, another non-trilogy volume. It starts, misleadingly enough in the familiar surroundings of the Flying Swan, with all the usual suspects present and correct, until an incident with a Christmas present changes all that. Except of course, the Flying Swan and its regulars are fictional, or at least legendary and the opening is a story…
In the, err, real Brentford, the action begins at Fudgepacker’s Emporium, the place the movie industry goes to for the more interesting props. Except that they’re not really doing that these days, and business isn’t looking good until some technology from a Nazi-run future is acquired, and it all starts to get complicated.
Along the way you’ll encounter time-travelling Nazi flying saucers, paradoxes, confusion, misdirection, cunning plans and some bloke called Hitler. And of course more gags than you can, err do whatever it is you do to a large collection of gags. And footnotes, of course, followed by a closing chapter set back in the Flying Swan, just to keep the confusion level where it should be.
Loads of fun.