Keillor Robertson is a writer of vivid imagination who takes great pain in typing every sentence of his work. In fact, he is actually in great pain while typing every sentence of his work. It's not easy typing with your hands strapped behind your back and sometimes the nurses do the buckles up rather too tightly. Neither is it easy for him to see what he is writing, especially when his cell is plunged into darkness after lights out. This isn't his real name. It's two types of marmalade. Once upon a time there were two bears. One was polite, cuddly and cute. The other one hated his guts...If you were to come across a small, cute, defenseless, cuddly little bear at a railway station who was both courteous and utterly endearing...it wouldn't be this one. This bear was foul-mouthed, obnoxious, violent and utterly filthy not only in terms of his personal hygiene but also in every thought and most of his deeds. That didn't bother the Wood family. They adopted him and took him home with them. They may have had their own reasons for doing so, but the little bear certainly had other plans. When he first arrived from darkest Colombia, the little bear didn't know anyone in London. That was all soon to change. A chance meeting with Mr and Mrs Wood at Euston Station led to him being given a new name and a new home. Mr Wood looked like a very respectable man to the newly-named Euston. Sometimes looks can be deceiving. Euston looked like a foul, disgusting, vicious, scheming little piece of crap. Sometimes looks can be spot on. Settling in to a very comfortable lifestyle with the Woods, Euston causes no end of chaos for the family, and when he finds that his most hated rival, his sworn enemy, his closest relative is living just round the corner, Euston begins plotting a despicable campaign that will satisfy his lust for revenge.
Very rude send up of Paddington i guess but the trouble is most of the rude words and swearing has been blanked out like this ******* so i didn't really see the point but i guess a quick time filler at only 128 pages!
This book is so hilarious, I mean literally I was reading it on the bus and constantly giggling to myself at the outrageousness, irony, sarcasm and humour. What an ingenious idea: a vile, rude, promiscuous, horrid little teddy bear. Not my usual type of fiction, I must admit, but it was a fun and quick read.
I think it is good that it is a short story because it isn't really the type of story line that one could develop for much longer in my opinion. A little too much foul language for me (well actually the words are replaced with asterisks, but I'm a prude!). But just a total laugh, well written, I liked it!
It's silly, it's purile, and it's offensive. Frankly it's everything you expect after looking at the cover, and personally the immature kid in me found it pleasantly amusing. Don't expect a sophisticated plot (or any real plot at all) or character development or any of the usual hallmarks of "good writing", A Bear Called Euston is about a foulmouthed, perverted, drug-smuggling bear and if that's what you're looking for then you've come to the right place. If it's not what you're looking for then you'll be sorely disappointed!
NB: The 4* was based on my enjoyment of the book, not necessarily an indicator of the "quality" of it.