*No sheep were harmed or called Ron or Eddie in the writing of this book* Embedded within these pages are tales of Eddie's youthful antics and adventuring in the 1960s & 70s. They may sometimes come across rather obliquely and irreverently. However, Eddie's not really a bad person. There was the divorce, you see. And the car accident. Eddie works from home now. Answering letters from readers of his 'Ask Ron & Eddie' column in the .."arse end of journalism..," 'The Peoples National Monthly'. Whilst waiting for his operation and for the accident compensation money Eddie's convinced he's due to, money that will free him from his 'cul-de-sac council house existence', he has the time to respond to both readers' letters that will appear in his column along with his responses, and those that won't. In this way, via his lengthy and frequently 'off subject' direct replies to the latter, he opportunistically steals the agenda to reflect on his present miserable situation, using it as a vehicle for his cynical, bigoted, and often publically unprintable views on life: the French, smoking, capitalism, fashion, Margaret Thatcher, contemporary youth and anything else that presents the prospect of banging on to his captive audience. At the same time he reveals, within these replies, stories of his youth and teenage years; of better times resolutely lived through the 1960s and 70s as he sought a kind of happiness and adventure that eluded him in his sparse and often joyless early childhood. Ron? Well Ron doesn't figure very much it all really. until the end..