gfs-116“Sir, you couldn’t count the number of cylinders I’m firing on...”

Meet Robert Wringham. He strides across the landscape of a slightly fantastical world. It’s the same world that you and I live in... only more so.

It’s a STERN world.

It’s a PLASTIC world.

You’d better believe it’s an OWL world.

It’s the world of the STERN PLASTIC I-KNOW-NOT-WHAT.

● Is it possible to walk through a duckpond using a corncob pipe for air?
● Just what was H.G. Wells like in the sack?
● And how high can you raise the eyebrow before it interferes with the flightpaths of planes?

Deft Mr. Wringham skirts around these questions and more in his latest collection of what The Financial Times recently described as “some dope shit”*, some thirty classic pieces tenderly gouged from their original contexts and artfully mashed into book form.

*they said no such thing.