Highly original mostly-fiction mix of humour, autobiography, history and insanity. How anyone could have dreamed up this plot and incorporated the elements of autobiography and history is beyond me. It was funny-peculiar rather than funny-laugh-out-loud, and the whole thing was so unbelievably unlikely that it will definitely make a stunningly brilliant film that will hover somewhere between down-to-earth reality and the reality of someone who lost touch with our general frame of reference rather a long time ago. As is usual with Geoff Nicholson books, its best if you really rather enjoy (reading about) gratuitous violence, nasty sex and individuals you wouldn't want to stand behind in a supermarket queue.

I keep saying I won't read another Geoff Nicholson book - nothing can match up to the sheer snork-your-coffee side-splitting humour of What We Did on Our Holidays, but each book is different and very good in its own way. But I must admit I do have my eye on Flesh Guitar for my next GN book, like his personal obsession with Volkswagens, I think he has a thing for guitars too. ( )

Excellent dark, comic novel about Volkswagens and strange characters who are living on the edge in various ways. Laugh out loud funny and a plot that just get weirder and weirder. ( )