Join us on a journey deep into the natural habitat of the English, a journey to rival anything David Attenborough did with gorillas, a journey that begins on a sofa (and continues, unflinchingly, into the kitchen, out into the garden, off to work, down to the pub and then on to the beach...and the bedroom).
Matt Rudd's fearless anthropological approach leaves no cliché unturned in his attempt to portray the real English. Are we really a nation of binge-drinking, horse-meat-eating, grumbling, tailgating slobs or is there something altogether more beautiful to be found lurking behind the cypress leylandii?
This unprecedented adventure will take you to a DFS store, to Blackpool's third best B&B, to the coffee kiosk on platform one at 5.35 in the morning. You will step into a ready-meal curry factory, a naturist's back garden and an office of the future where they do somersaults into beanbags. You will endure a night out in Wakefield, a night out in a queue and a night in Thetford Forest trying, unsuccessfully, to prove that dogging is an urban myth. You will watch Reading play football. And all from the comfort of your own sofa. How English.
Matt Rudd is senior writer at the Sunday Times. In the name of journalism, he has worn a short skirt in public, had a tour of a £300,000 lettuce shredder and stood outside Pippa Middleton's book launch for six hours in the freezing cold. In the name of this book, he has spent the last two years on the road with binoculars, a notebook and many Red Bulls. He lives in Kent with his family.
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By Mad Jeff on 25-09-17
This book is garbage!
What would have made The English better?
This book is clearly just a piece of tosh, tossed off by the author without a thought.It's almost unlistenable and I nearly gave up after listening after just the introduction.Puerile observations read, apparently by a nursery school teacher addressing a room of toddlers...It attempts to be humorous, but the content is simply laughable, as is the patronising, infantile delivery. Don't waste your money.
Who might you have cast as narrator instead of Matt Rudd?
Anyone, he's rubbish.