'Fifty Shades of Grey' is a really erotic novel - oh, sorry, I am not reading that book, am I? This one is 'Fifty Sheds of Grey' and if 'Shades' is erotic in an overt way, 'Sheds' is erotic in a covert way. The reason for this is that it is full of double-entendres, if one has that kind of mind. If not it is simply a statement of basic facts that may not be very exciting!
The strap-line on the cover states that it is 'A parody', yes it is, of 'Shades', and that it is 'Erotica for the not-too-modern male'. I'm not too sure how accurate that latter statement is for I feel sure that most modern males would get the gist and fully understand the sentiments within the covers!
It is a fun book, with plenty of laugh out loud (is that LOL in modern parlance?) moments, even when reading it on one's own. If reading it with company or relating some of the statements and situations to a third party, it becomes even funnier - as my daughter quickly realised when I related some of the maxims over the 'phone to her.
Let's have a simple, straightforward one to begin with, 'She told me she was kinky ... so I left the shed light on.' The maxim is accompanied by an illustration of a very ordinary shed, with light streaming from the window; nothing wrong with that I feel sure.
And there is nothing wrong with the illustration that accompanies, 'She knelt before me on the shed floor and tugged gently at first, then harder until finally it came. I moaned with pleasure. Now for the other boot ...' The illustration shows implements (of a gardening nature) in a shed with a pair of Wellington boots stood by a stool.
And in this day of holding telephone calls, 'I told her exactly what she should do in my sternest and most dominant voice and awaited her response. Finally it came. 'Please hold the line. Your call is very important to us ...'' is very funny. And with Christmas coming an appropriate one is 'Are you sure you can take the pain?' she demanded, brandishing her stilettos. 'I think so,' I gulped. 'Here we go then,' she said, and showed me the receipt.' Is that an anti-climax or not? Well, okay, perhaps not.
With on-line auctions in mind, 'Are you sure you want this?' I asked. 'When I'm done you won't be able to sit down for weeks.' She nodded. 'Okay,' I said, putting the three-piece suite on eBay.' Well, there's always the floor!!
Finally ''Harder,' she cried, gripping the workbench tightly, 'Harder!' 'Alright,' I said. 'What's the gross national product of Nicaragua?'' If only the book had informed us that Nicaragua's GNP in 2004 was $5,796 billion in 2004, imagine how intellectual we could all be!
The many more captions make the book a really enjoyable romp (metaphorically speaking of course) and it is a book that one could browse over and over again and still have the same laughs for quite some time.