‘Martin’ s prose shows that he has comic talent to burn’ The Times
‘It’s like reading PG Wodehouse on acid or Monty Python on Valium: calmly surreal . . . innocent and playful, original and funny – a lot of fun’ Observer
Daniel Pecan Cambridge is a young man whose life is rich and full, provided he never leaves his apartment. Outside there are 8-inch-high curbs and the possibility of seeing a gas station attendant wearing a blue hat. So, apart from occasional visits to Zandy, shop assistant at his local pharmacy and potentially his perfect woman, Daniel stays home a lot.
But then – Bob from downstairs is murdered. Daniel, finding himself a suspect, agrees to a TV reconstruction of the murder inquiry, which looks set to backfire.
The chronicle of a modern-day neurotic yearning to break free, The Pleasure of My Company is filled with Steve Martin’s trademark humour, tenderness, and out and out hilarious wordplay.
‘It’s like reading PG Wodehouse on acid or Monty Python on Valium: calmly surreal . . . innocent and playful, original and funny – a lot of fun’ Observer
Daniel Pecan Cambridge is a young man whose life is rich and full, provided he never leaves his apartment. Outside there are 8-inch-high curbs and the possibility of seeing a gas station attendant wearing a blue hat. So, apart from occasional visits to Zandy, shop assistant at his local pharmacy and potentially his perfect woman, Daniel stays home a lot.
But then – Bob from downstairs is murdered. Daniel, finding himself a suspect, agrees to a TV reconstruction of the murder inquiry, which looks set to backfire.
The chronicle of a modern-day neurotic yearning to break free, The Pleasure of My Company is filled with Steve Martin’s trademark humour, tenderness, and out and out hilarious wordplay.
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