The Welsh are the only nation in the world that has produced no graphic or plastic art, no architecture, no drama. They just sing, sing and blow down wind instruments of plated silver.
There's little to be said about this really. It's a rather humorous novel in a similar style to Oscar Wilde. It has quite an odd plot, if you can call it that. It's more like a series of events held together by a central character, in order to satirise education, social classes, and prison.
Anyway, it is quite funny, and well written. It's also only a couple of hundred pages, and easy going, so you'll finish it in just a few hours. The (not-so) subtle references to the Bullingdon Club and Dartmoor Prison make it even more enjoyable....Continua