I opened a package this morning to find a present from my uncle:
Let us examine the evidence that this is a book of high coolness. On only the front cover, we have:
- A monkey. But not an ordinary monkey. This is a monkey wearing a monocle
- Somebody on a trapeze
- The promise of adventure
- An author with a cool name
I think we can safely say that nobody in their right mind would not pick this book up off the shelf. Furthermore, there’s the blurb:
1837: the Victorian Era approaches and the golden age of piracy draws to a close.
Worried that his pirates are growing bored with a life of winking at pretty native ladies, sitting about on tropical beaches, and trying to stick enough jellyfish together to make a bouncy castle, the Pirate Captain decides it’s time they had an adventure.
A chance encounter with the young Charles Darwin – embarked upon the voyage of discovery that will one day make him famous – leads the Captain and his rag-tag crew from the exotic Galapagos Islands to the fog-filled streets of Victorian London. There they encounter grisly murder, vanishing ladies, a diabolical Bishop, the Elephant Man – and have an exciting trip to the zoo.
The Pirates! In an Adventure with Scientists is one of the very few books to deal with the weighty issue of science versus religion, whilst also featuring lots of roaring and running people through.
Oh yes. This is entirely my kind of book – I think my uncle knows me quite well 🙂 If you’ll excuse me, I’m off to read it now.