Lol. Reading page after page filled with white hot hate for the cunt. Throwing up after each chapter but determined to finish it all. Fewmin at breakfast about the sheer audacity of the man and taking it all out on your loved ones. The last page can’t come soon enough, but at last it does in the early hours of a crisp autumn morning. Placing the book down on your bedside table you mouth the word ‘wanker’ to no one in particular and proceed to have the best night’s sleep you’ve had in months.