Genre: Witty fiction? Contemporary fiction? Science fiction? I have no idea.
THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME.
OR IS THERE?
After an ‘incident’ one wet Friday night where Professor Andrew Martin is found walking naked through the streets of Cambridge, he is not feeling quite himself. Food sickens him. Clothes confound him. Even his loving wife and teenage son are repulsive to him. He feels lost amongst a crazy alien species and hates everyone on the planet. Everyone, that is, except Newton, and he’s a dog.
What could possibly make someone change their mind about the human race. . . ?
A wonderful take on humanity and its foibles, this is one of those that makes you reassess the way you look at life, the universe, and everything.
When an alien comes to earth, inhabiting the body of Professor Andrew Martin with the explicit task of erasing all knowledge of a mathematical breakthrough that the humans are not ready for by killing all those that have had access to said information, he discovers his humanity…
The fresh and original take on everyday life was both heartwarming and cringe-worthy, written with sublime honesty and wit. The underlying story was an interesting one and, just when the writing style was becoming too predictable and losing its novelty, the plot took off at a canter. An engaging and thought-provoking read packaged in an accessible and humorous book. Well worth a read.