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Not sure what to think about this. Imagine Woodhouse had decided to write about a corrupt, louche, luxury loving art dealer who with his violent man servant ends up being caught up in international art theft and smuggling whilst being pursued by a cross section of criminals and disreputable policemen. Funny in a witty tongue in cheek kind of way, with moments of violence, all intended to be in no way taken seriously.

Road trip stop in #PoncePR

My husband is watching football, my son is out with the other two Musketeers, and I‘m reading this book billed as “an unholy collaboration between P.G. Wodehouse and Ian Fleming” over my leftover honey chicken.

Slightly pervy, somewhat corrupt middle-aged art dealer seeks cocktails, adventure. What's not to like? The drink, mentioned in the book, combines gin, sweet and dry vermouth, and fizzy lemonade.