Alan Stoob and its hero are laugh-out-loud funny... the human story at the heart of the diaries charting Alan's failing marriage and his relationship with his depressed fortysomething son is tragically comic amid the increasingly surreal plot.
There are joyous moments of surrealism and some of the silliest names for baddies ever invented. This book contains the word 'owly' which brought happiness. Strong female characters admonish yet ultimately encourage Stoob. In a favourite scene Edame comes to his rescue toting a pistol, andmy laughing startled the dog several times. A comic hero of advanced years, Wordsworth's creation is a rarity - a sort of elderly Bridget Jones, with bunions.
So funny I had to put on an extra absorbent pair of TENA pants.
Alan Stoob: Nazi Hunter is lots of fun.
There is only one Alan Stoob. Nazis beware! Laughter is his sword.
I am supremely fond of Alan and this is without doubt the greatest novel so far by the funniest elderly nazi hunter from Dunstable I have never met.
Belly laughs on more-or-less every page ... Enjoy the book as Stoob would - with a steaming cup of Ribena.
A page-turner of the highest order.
It creates a world of its own that's very funny but also human. Read. Enjoy. I did.
Alan Stoob is to Nazis what Inspector Clouseau is to jewel thieves. He's a marvellous comic creation, and deserves his own series of movies.