Rare is the week when neither Bazza nor Bill bring home the cheese. But, unless Clementine Travers is one of us, we failed to score this week. George Simmers and I were nearly there.
The Competition is prose alas. Or alas for me anyway.
No. 2675: Reader REPELLENT
You are invited to submit a book-jacket blurb for a well-known work of fiction (please specify), designed to be as off-putting as possible (150 words max.). Please email entries to
lucy@spectator.co.uk by midday on 24 November.