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This book contains neither cats nor recipes, and the only celebrities are on the end of Joe Bennett’s skewer:
Tiger Woods, say, or Michael Jackson. In this, his thirteenth column collection, Joe brings Billy Bunter
into the 21st century, marvels at dead American mascots, anatomizes everything from Santa and cockroaches
to earwax and Range Rovers, and spends time with that notorious firm of solicitors Mucus, Sputum and Phlegm.
As provocative, witty and cynical as ever, Joe Bennett continues to live up a hill in Lyttelton.
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