Richard finds a bona fide cool kid in the audience and inexpertly attempts to mock him (you’d think he’d be better at comedy after all these years, but no), before introducing a force of
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Richard finds a bona fide cool kid in the audience and inexpertly attempts to mock him (you’d think he’d be better at comedy after all these years, but no), before introducing a force of nature and veritable river of consciousness, Tony Law, in his new mutton-chopped, ice-cream eating, alcohol-shunning, heavenly body impersonating incarnation.
It’s like his brain is a radio and someone is constantly swivelling the dial so that one moment you’re on history, then fantasy, then insanity and then pinpoint sane philosophy. It’s a discombobulating journey to go on, especially if, like Richard, you’re getting a bit tired, but Herring gamely attempts (and largely fails) to get some questions in.
In the end he more or less gives in, but Law is an unstoppable force of nature and cannot be silenced. Though the fear is that at any point something might happen to upset the fragile mental balance that somehow remains teetering on equilibrium and that thing might very well be Desert Island Dicks. Finally when the conversation turns to the supernatural things start to make sense. But Richard is knocked out and defeated and was right to say he wasn’t looking forward to writing this blurb.