by Stephen Clarke is a true summer read; it is light and funny and can be excused for slipping into silliness from time to time. An Englishman opening a business in France is frustrated and amused by the reception he gets from his Parisian colleagues but ultimately he becomes comfortable in the country and finds he is at home there and can handle the problems he has to deal with. It is laugh-aloud and a commentary on the French that is amusing if sometimes exaggerated in its criticism.