Waiting for Godalming
God is dead. He died in mysterious circumstances while on a fishing trip to Norfolk, leaving a wife, three children and a great deal of valuable property.
According to God's last will and testament, he left his beloved planet Earth to his youngest son, Colin. Which seems mightily suspicious as the meek were expecting to inherit it. Colin is all for flogging it off to the highest bidder, a chum of his called Lou Cipher. God's wife is all for calling in a private eye, to expose the truth about her husband's sudden death. And if you're going to call in a private eye, then there's only one man you can call. And that's Lazlo Woodbine.
This could well be the great detective's biggest challenge ever. And with Laz on the case you know you can expect a lot of gratuitous sex and violence, a trail of corpses leading down an alleyway, a good deal of toot being talked in bars and a really spectacular rooftop ending.
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - Tyrshundr - LibraryThing
Copy of my Launchpad review from 2001: God is dead. The Meek have not inherited the Earth. But, nobody panic, Lazlo Woodbine is on the case. Robert Rankin revives his homage to film noir in another hilarious trip to Brentford. Read full review