“Declan Burke is his own genre. The Lammisters dazzles, beguiles and transcends. Virtuoso from start to finish.” – Eoin McNamee “This bourbon-smooth riot of jazz-age excess, high satire and Wodehouse flamboyance is a pitch-perfect bullseye of comic brilliance.” – Irish Independent Books of the Year 2019 “This rapid-fire novel deserves a place on any bookshelf that grants asylum to PG Wodehouse, Flann O’Brien or Kyril Bonfiglioli.” – Eoin Colfer, Guardian Best Books of the Year 2019 “The funniest book of the year.” – Sunday Independent “Declan Burke is one funny bastard. The Lammisters ... conducts a forensic analysis on the anatomy of a story.” – Liz Nugent “Burke’s exuberant prose takes centre stage … He plays with language like a jazz soloist stretching the boundaries of musical theory.” – Totally Dublin “A mega-meta smorgasbord of inventive language ... linguistic verve not just on every page but every line.” – Irish Times “Above all, The Lammisters gives the impression of a writer enjoying himself. And so, dear reader, should you.” – Sunday Times “A triumph of absurdity, which burlesques the literary canon from Shakespeare, Pope and Austen to Flann O’Brien … The Lammisters is very clever indeed.” – The Guardian
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OK, I give in. If someone leaves a comment here, will you please write something else? If only to tell me to get lost.
I used to quite like this song. I'm old enough to remember it from all those years ago. You're not, I'd have thought. We even had a Swedish sound-alike to Melanie.
What's it got to do with CAP, though?
Oh, and Merry Christmas to the elves.
I've been wondering if Dec posted this as some kind of message to us. I hope not... the song has kind of a sad message in it.
Dec, it has been awhile since you have posted on the blog. Hope all is well with you and your family. Wishing you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Also... Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to bookwitch and all the other readers of this blog.
Bill H
I suspect Dec's scarpered. Or maybe he's just busy building toys for Princess L, which would be the right thing to do.
Oh, I can't leave p. Sangeetha with the last word, especially since I suspect he/she is, uh, not actually a human being. And might lead you astray.
I do understand that the blog may be too much, but thought I would post somewhere that I have been thinking over the last week or so how much I miss seeing it. That's not necessarily a reason for you to resume it, but you should at least know that your presence is missed .
We all call in now and then. No pressure, however.
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