Join Ananda and his uncle in their pointless, but highly entertaining, wanderings around the streets of central London, between Oxford Street, Tottenham Court Road and the Euston Road. It is more like Leopold Bloom's Odyssey than that of Homer's original. There are no adventures and no monsters, except, possibly, the neighbours. But there is the joy of the relationship between Ananda and Rangamama which makes this a huge pleasure to read.
