I found myself saying something utterly woeful the other day. I was describing a book I’d read to a friend. “I think it’s for men,” I said to her. “I mean, it was good. But it didn’t grab me. So I think it was probably written for men.” To my credit, I whacked myself in…
Book Humour. A Sideways Perspective on the Bonkers Business of Books
Tara Sparling writes 