Two poets of high repute, Matthew Sweeney and John Hartley Williams, have written a hilarious satire on the claustrophobic world of poetry, its bitter rivalries bubbling under the cover of polite support, its jockeying for recognition and the relentless round of poetry workshops with their accompanying sexual flings. The book begins with the well known laureate, Fergus Diver, dying in agony after a meal in an Indian restaurant. Bad hygiene? Or something more sinister? Victor Priest, art detective, is asked by Diver’s widow to investigate. He hires a young man and his Glaswegian girl-friend to help. This couple must rank as one of the funniest creations in detective fiction.