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Just when you thought it was safe to go into a bookshop, here is yet another book from that man at The Herald Diary. It is the usual scintillating mixture of anecdote, pith (no, there is no lithp involved) and fable. There will also be some funny photies. This is the fifth book in the Tom Shields trilogy. Yes, his counting is as awful as his writing. This time, however, Shields does not bare the blame alone. This tome is culled from the Diary columns what Shields and Ken Smith wrote together five days a week at The Herald. This was before Pepys the Elder left to embark on a glittering career as a freelance writer, leaving the column in the capable hands of the talented-ish, young-ish, handsome Mr Smith.
