Slipkin shook his head miserably. “None of this can possibly be happening,” he muttered. “None of it, from the moment I rolled the Citroen.”
“But it is happening Eric. Your problem is that all the assumptions on which you’ve based your understanding of the world up till now are being turned upside down. You’re quite lucky really. Most of us have to die before that happens to us. Think how much time you’ve saved.”
Vicky squeezed his thigh reassuringly. Once again Slipkin was aware that against all the apparent probabilities, she too was very real.’
Eric Slipkin is a quite ordinary young man, apart from two things. His day job involves retrieving mysterious animals from the homes of clergymen and occasionally he succumbs to irresistible urges to deliver cake to distant locations.
While on one of these inexplicable cake deliveries Slipkin’s car leaves the road and takes him on a surprising journey, during which he becomes very rich, acquires a rather unusual girlfriend and discovers more about time, space and the personal lives of a lot of people, both funny and infamous, than he can possibly understand. Oh, and he also meets the man who killed Glenn Miller.