My name is Jason - and I have just met the most incredible woman, on Charlotte Street. Well, I say 'met'. I sort of held her bags for a second. But she smiled at me! And it was this amazing smile. Of course, I don't know her name, or anything about her at all. But I do happen to have something of hers.
My name is Jason - and I have just met the most incredible woman, on Charlotte Street. Well, I say 'met'. I sort of held her bags for a second. But sh...
This is a book for men about themselves and a book for women about men As we follow a year in Danny Wallace's life, it becomes obvious to the attentive reader that here is a man who finds it a challenge to even look after himself properly and an even greater responsibility looms on the horizon.
This is a book for men about themselves and a book for women about men As we follow a year in Danny Wallace's life, it becomes obvious to the attenti...
When do you hug? And when do you not hug? How do you react when you realise that yesterday's underpants might still be in your trousers? What do you do if you think you might have a man-crush? And what happens when you think you may have accidentally ordered your wife a prostitute for her birthday? This title deals with these questions.
When do you hug? And when do you not hug? How do you react when you realise that yesterday's underpants might still be in your trousers? What do you d...
'Dear Tom, I have not left you, but I am gone.' Has Hayley gone or hasn't she? What is Tom supposed to do in the mean time? Trying to work out what's happening to his confused life, Tom tries to track Hayley down. In doing so, he stumbles across a strange group of people with a highly-addictive hobby. Next, he's being followed. Who is Hayley? Who is this new girl following him around the supermarket? And who, for that matter, is Tom Ditto?
'Dear Tom, I have not left you, but I am gone.' Has Hayley gone or hasn't she? What is Tom supposed to do in the mean time? Trying to work out what's ...
