So begins a year in the life of The Man Who Fell Asleepartist, thinker, writer, North Londoner, and alter-ego of Greg Stekelman, the bastard lovechild that James Thurber, Mark Twain, and Eddie Izzard never had. Part novel, part journal, part snippets of conversation overheard on television, part collection of drawings of Kevin Spacey and Condaleeza Rice, this unique diary is guaranteed to have you weeping with bemused laughter before you reach the end of the first chapter. Fans of Eddie Izzard or James Thurber will be in their element herebut this is a book that will appeal to anyone who likes their humour with a side-salad of surrealism.
