Somewhere out there is intelligent life. They are not unlike you and I. They go to college. They play musical instruments. They use buses. They go to work, drink hot chocolate, fall in love and eat Sunday lunch. And that’s just in East Croydon. This is a story about sex, drugs and rock’n’roll, except that there is scant mention of drugs and only an oblique reference to rock’n’roll. It’s also about things that go “WHOOOOOOOOSH” and “AAAAAAAAARGH” and people who would be more happy in a situation comedy had they not been confined to these pages. You want to know what it’s about? It’s about 200 pages. Why don’t you read it and find out?

Somewhere out there is intelligent life. They are not unlike you and I. They go to college. They play musical instruments. They use buses. They go to work, drink hot chocolate, fall in love and eat Sunday lunch. And that’s just in East Croydon. This is a story about sex, drugs and rock’n’roll, except that there is scant mention of drugs and only an oblique reference to rock’n’roll. It’s also about things that go “WHOOOOOOOOSH” and “AAAAAAAAARGH” and people who would be more happy in a situation comedy had they not been confined to these pages. You want to know what it’s about? It’s about 200 pages. Why don’t you read it and find out?