Saint Q

Alan Brien

  • Well, I forget the rest by Quentin Crewe
    Hutchinson, 278 pp, £17.99, September 1991, ISBN 0 09 174835 6

Many is the time I have hauled Quentin Crewe into a restaurant on my back, his wrists crossed under my chin, his voice chattering into one ear or another. As I did so, I often caught a surreal glimpse of myself as some kind of hunter of human game, bearing to the cannibal feast one more main course still alive and thrashing. ‘Q’, I am happy to say, is still alive and stirring things up – not least in this quirky and curious autobiography.

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