Recently returned from the dead - see book for details - Alan Coren finds that the world has changed little in his absence. As for Coren himself, despite bearing the distinguished rank of full colonel in the Confederate Air Force, he remains plagued by recurrent nightmares that his membership of the P.G. Wodehouse Society has been poached by a Polish imposter in spats. Nightmares can get that way if your every waking moment is infested with worries about the American takeover of HP Sauce. Nevertheless, England's best-loved living humourist - and, until quite recently, best-loved dead one, too - has still found time between these covers to work out that if J.K. Rowling had put all her Harry Potter income on Archer1s Folly in the 3.15 at Haydock Park she would be richer than Bill Gates, and to reveal exactly why he took Princess Michael of Kent to see the smuttiest statue in London.
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