Seventy Two Virgins was the first novel by the one-time editor of the Spectator, the current Lord Mayor of London, Boris Johnson. It sparkles with all his knowledge and experience of the political scene.
The reader finds himself anxiously following the progress of a stolen ambulance through the streets of London as it is wheel-clamped by an endearing traffic warden, ‘Eric’, and subsequently slips through the barriers that have been set up by the US Secret Service and Scotland Yard to protect the American President, who is due to address an assembly in Westminster Hall.
We see into the minds of the indoctrinated terrorists – with their devotion to their cause and the promised seventy-two dark eyed virgins (or is it raisins?) and witness the joy of the immigrant traffic warden as he wreaks his revenge on careless drivers – until he is ‘eliminated’ by a blow from the terrorists.
Tension builds in a series of hilarious events, many seen through the eyes of Roger Barlow, an MP on his bicycle, caught up in the chaos and subsequently in Westminster Hall when the four Islamic terrorists launch their attack. Eric, the poor traffic warden, meanwhile, has been left for dead in the ambulance packed with explosive …
This is a comic treatment of a serious subject. Highly recommended!
GenevaLunch, 10 January 2011.
Filed under: Fiction
Tags: A Comedy of Errors, Boris Johnson, Seventy Two Virgins
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