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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

After spending a good hour writing a fairly facetious review of YSKOV by Dave Eggers for my parents who, for reasons still unclear to me, had agreed to review it for Ian Dempsey's stinking breakfast show on Today FM, the aforementioned stinking breakfast show never called them back. So my review remains unbroadcast and unheralded, which is probably for the best.

Last night, Mum pointed out that this probably means they give you a month – A MONTH! – to read the book that you’ve won and review it, before they call you back. Which is sweet, but is a worrying indication on how long it might take the average Today FM listener to read a not-particularly-long book. And now, it will probably fall down to my Dad to read my review from his desk at work. Which I do wish I could hear.

6 working days left here before I get to run away to an identical law office up the road to type up identical documents. Really, the lack of anticipation is killing me.


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