Book arrives at house, man starts reading

My copy of David Gaffney's new collection of microstories, The Half-Life of Songs, arrived yesterday thanks to the intrepid efforts of our postman Ranulph. It's a stonking 190 pages, which is a helluva lotta short stories. So far I've read the one about the corss-dressing barbers, the one about the cliques of country music and the one about turquoise chickens – the first three in the book, in fact, and all crackers. I'm such a Gaffney fan; I want everybody to read him.