The plucky surrealist dwarf has made his re-appearance in a sequel at last! Took him a long time... 58 years since Richardson's book was first published... He has come back with green skin and gold lettering. Very nice! Penguins feature not extensively in this book. Candles and hands do...
Well, not candles and hands, but the Hand of Glory, which is a sort of flesh candelabra ignited by magic... Other things to be found in these pages include: monstrous prog rock bands, the recreation of Pangea, cosmic bagatelle with skyscrapers and meteorites...
There are, in fact, too many things to mention. Like money when it's tight... Let's just say that the dwarf doesn't get much of a rest in this novel. Not that he would want one. He's irrepresible and even more full of zest than Tarzan. Which reminds me of this theory I have about my Portuguese publisher Pedro Marques. See if you agree.