Peregrine Roderick Clyde-Brown, a bumbling British public schoolboy, has a penchant for taking the most innocent commands literally. His adventures whisk him to a French castle, where he commits murder and mayhem. British humor is rarely captured as effectively as this. Fry accomplishes an incredibl
Vintage Stuff
โ Scribed by Tom Sharpe,Tom Sharpe
- Publisher
- RANDOM HOUSE-UK;Arrow Books
- Year
- 1982;2002
- Tongue
- UND
- Weight
- 142 KB
- Edition
- New Ed
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN
- 0099435543
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โฆ Synopsis
Peregrine Roderick Clyde-Brown, a bumbling British public schoolboy, has a penchant for taking the most innocent commands literally. His adventures whisk him to a French castle, where he commits murder and mayhem. British humor is rarely captured as effectively as this. Fry accomplishes an incredible range of accents and distinctions of age, occupation and sex. If hearing an imitation of a man with a missing lower denture tickles you, then Vintage Stuff is right up your alley.
"When Tom Sharpe turns his attention to a very minor public schoolthe result is predictably savage. Hoaxes, chases, car crashes, shootings, and general mayhem. Wicked, riotous humour.
Daily Telegraph
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