"I think you've spent your entire career trying to make people think the worst of you" says General Ironside to our eponymous hero, Bartholomew Bandy - and this indeed probably best sums up this real curate'e egg of a book.
Think Forrest Gump, think William Boyd's Logan Mountstuart, think Rowan Atkinson's Johnny English - and you are somewhere in the same universe as our main protagonist - yet he is unique (and predates all the other three as it happens too).
In this, the third of the series following Bandy's travails, he spends most of the book as a fighter pilot above the trenches of World War 1 in northern France. But he ends up driving a steam engine through the course of the Russian revolution, coming into contact with various famous historical figures along the way. See the previous paragraph....
He's an interesting hero though, and not always easy to like - quite obnoxious at times, he seems to glorify in his horse like appearance, doesn't seem to worry too much about staying faithful to the wife he hardly know, gets drunk, does daft things and is generally one of those people who is constantly at least toe deep in the brown stuff, yet constantly comes up smelling of roses.
At times, the narrative can get a little tedious, a little self indulgent and sort of loses its way, which made it a lot harder to get through than possibly it should have. But there are more in the series, and I'm going to give them a go, as there is no doubt that there is black comedic potential galore in the life of Bartholomew Bandy.