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An exuberant man as well as a prolific and gifted writer, G. K. Chesterton (1874–1936) was a man with very strong opinions — and extremely capable of defending them. In this hilarious, satirical romp, Chesterton demonstrates his intense distrust of power and "progressives," railing against Prohibition, vegetarianism, theosophy, and other "dreary and oppressive" forces of mAn exuberant man as well as a prolific and gifted writer, G. K. Chesterton (1874–1936) was a man with very strong opinions — and extremely capable of defending them. In this hilarious, satirical romp, Chesterton demonstrates his intense distrust of power and "progressives," railing against Prohibition, vegetarianism, theosophy, and other "dreary and oppressive" forces of modernity.In a spirited response to the government's attempt to curtail alcohol sales, Humphrey Pump (called Hump) — a pub owner in the fishing village of Pebblewick — takes to the road in a donkey cart. Accompanied by Captain Patrick Dalroy, a crimson-haired giant with a tendency to burst into song, Hump provisions the cart with a cask of good rum, a giant round of cheese, and the signpost from his pub, The Flying Inn. Together, the two men extend good cheer to an increasingly restless populace as they attempt to evade Prohibition. In a journey that becomes a rollicking madcap adventure, the two travel round England, encountering revolution, romance, and a cast of memorable characters.Sure to receive an enthusiastic welcome from Chesterton fans, this new edition of an old classic will also appeal to anyone who enjoys a humorous, well-crafted tale....

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The Flying Inn Reviews

  • Dave/Maggie Bean
    2019-04-09 16:00

    Yep. Chesterton again. Manic-depressive bastard that I am, I love his work and Joseph Conrad’s equally. Chesterton’s thinking is very similar to mine when I’m hypomanic, while Conrad’s is similar to mine when I endure depressive and "mixed" episodes. This book is a thoroughly enjoyable, manic romp across Chesterton’s rich, ever-optimistic mental landscape.A more mature work than The Napoleon of Notting Hill, The Flying Inn is an examination (and indictment) of authoritarianism and progressivism, and an expression of distrust for power in and of itself. Written on the eve of World War I (when the European empires’ chickens first came home to roost), …TFI proved even more prophetic than the former. Set in a UK besieged by theosophists, vegetarians, rabid xenophiles and other turn-of-the-century fruitcakes, TFI accurately presaged the modern, NuLab-dominated, post-British Britain we modern Americans have ironically (and hypocritically) come to pity.An allegory, romance, and expression of populist defiance all at once, TFI chronicles the adventures of one Humphrey Pump (an English pub owner) and his friend, Captain Patrick Dalroy -- a truculent, red-bearded Irish giant in the service of a decaying, increasingly ridiculous and dwarfish Britain. Opposing them is a cast of silly (but sinister) villains -- villains rendered all the more sinister by their inability to perceive their own silliness.The novel begins with one of the protagonists, Captain Patrick Dalroy (an Irishman serving in the British navy) resigning his commission at the conclusion of a ridiculous, one-sided treaty with the Turks, courtesy of his nemesis, Lord Ivywood.Dalroy then returns to England and renews his acquaintance with his friend, Humphrey Pump. When the Ivywood-dominated government, under the influence of a Turkish mystic and pseudo-scholar (my bone of contention, incidentally: no son of the grey or red wolf –however strident -- ever influenced the UK as profoundly as even the most transparently fraudulent cow-worshipper of the Subcontinent) prohibits the sale of alcohol, Pump and Dalroy load an immense hoop of cheese and a keg of rum into a donkey cart and hit the road, dispensing good cheer (and populist defiance) the length and breadth of the country.I won’t ruin the story, but I’ll add that Ivywood is perhaps the most sinister of Chesterton’s villains – all the more so because he’s ridiculous without being funny. Embodying the almost mechanistic irrationality of the ideological fanatic, Ivywood is Hoffer’s "true believer" – but at the opposite end of the social "food chain."

  • F.R.
    2019-04-18 19:01

    Definite mixed emotions on picking up this one: eager to read, but trembling a tad at the prospect.Reading one hundred year old novels about the clash of cultures is something that will generally make your liberal leaning twenty-first century man (that’s me, by the way) quake with nerves. The world has moved so far in the last hundred years, what’s accepted in society is so different. So while reading a novel from 1914, there’s the good possibility that in amongst the plot, the characters and the themes, there will be a good bit of nose holding as offensiveness levels rise. Yet there was something so tantalising about a G.K. Chesterton novel where he examines Islam in Britain that I just couldn’t resist. Looking back on the news of 1914, it’s hard to believe that the threat of hard-line Muslims impinging on British society was something was high up in British people’s minds. In 2015 scarcely a week (or maybe two days; or this past terrible week, one day) goes by without a comment piece or two in the press. Yet a hundred years ago, given that a huge European war was about to ignite, it doesn’t feel like it’d have been that big an issue at all. But there you go, this book somehow exists. I found myself wondering: how much of it would be pertinent and relevant today?For all my worries of blatant intolerance just pouring off the page though, it seems like Chesterton didn’t do much research into what Islam actually meant. Basically he boils the faith down to just stopping people having a drink. Yes, it’s enforced abstinence which is the main thrust and driver of the book. Islam may be the face that’s given to it, but really it’s impossible to ignore that the Christian temperance movement was much more lively and healthy in 1914 (and would soon achieve success with prohibition in the USA). That’s the real target of this book: how wrong it is – whether the impulse comes from an Islamic preacher or a wrong-headed aristocrat – to stop an Englishman indulging his God given right to have a sip of rum or wine or beer. Rather than dealing seriously with Islam, Chesterton is just taking on puritanism and dressing it up in Arabic robes for fun. Yes there are nods towards not eating pork and polygamy at points later in the book, but it’s decoration with no willingness to engage beyond the narrowest viewpoint.The plot, such as it is, sees an English Lord fall under the influence of an Islamic preacher and start to shut down pubs, while making a law that no alcohol can be sold unless there is a pub sign present. If there are no pubs though, there can’t be any pub signs and so no alcohol can be sold. A couple of eccentric radicals rescue a sign, a cask of rum and a wheel of cheese and travel around the country flaunting the rules. It’s a picaresque tale, one with frequent deviations which become so overwhelming that by the end Chesterton has completely lost control of his book and it splutters to a halt.Novels are of course being written today about the relations between Islam and The West (Michel Houellebecq was on the front cover of Charlie Hedbo this week promoting his). And these books will be more challenging than ‘The Flying Inn’ as they’ll actually engage in the subject, rather than using the garb just for dressing up. Some of them, if we’re honest, will actually go out of their way to be far more offensive than this tome. As ‘The Flying Inn’ is merely an intermittently amusing book, one whose offensiveness comes from its Western imperialistic refusal to take other cultures remotely seriously. It doesn’t address, challenge or comment on anything beyond the most narrow concerns of 1914, and so has little to say for itself today. It’s a long, bawdy, drunken tale which has little of pertinence and is utterly innocuous and toothless. In short I'm not disappointed in it because there are meaningful points in between some truly offensive and jingoistic passages which don't sit well with a 2015 audience; instead I'm disappointed with it because it never rouses itself to engage with its subject and so offends in the most blase, careless and self-righteously casual way. There's no meat, only blather.

  • Ero
    2019-04-25 19:12

    An odd book. Chesterton's an amazing proser, and his books are pretty much always delightful from a using-the-english-language point of view. And there's a lot to like about this book, which is sort of a love letter to alcohol and the Traditional English folk who drink it. There is much silliness and romping around with a keg of rum and a giant wheel of cheese. There are many rollicking songs to sing while rolling said keg of rum down the road. But there's also a darkness to the book, a deep anxiety and shadow that seems very timely: the fear of arabs. In this semi-sci-fi alternate britain, 'oriental' influences have banned booze, promoted (gasp) vegetarianism, sought to replace christianity with idol-worship, and in general replaced dear old england's can-do spirit with a lurking islamic/hindu voodoo. The books reveals a bit too much xenophobia for my taste. In times less full of fear (I just got that anti-islam propaganda DVD in the mail yesterday) this would be fine and I could ignore it and enjoy the playful parts of the book. Reading it now though was fairly unpleasant, and will make it harder for me to enjoy Father Brown in the future.

  • Melaszka
    2019-04-03 18:51

    Didn't really know how to rate this. There's some fantastic Chestertonian wit (the satirical account of Hibbs However's journalistic style is hilarious and still pertinent today), some lusty, loveable, eccentric characters and, whatever I think about other ideological elements in the books, it's hard not to admire, in a general sense, Chesterton's championing of individual liberties.But...this is probably one of the most racist books I have ever read. I know Chesterton was of another age and is hardly known for his political correctness, but, while in other of his books I can gloss over the occasional racist remark, here the entire basis of the book is Islamophobic and anti-oriental.It also meanders on aimlessly for a bit too long. I rarely get bored reading Chesterton, but with this one I did. There's also FAR too much poetry padding it out.

  • CJ Bowen
    2019-04-06 12:59

    Chesterton's writing is too big for his books as he maintains an extra storyline or two and suffuses the narrative with poems, but he remains Chesterton, and such trivial flaws are quickly forgiven. This story was particularly amusing, as inns and pubs, really any place that serves alcohol, are closed down as the Muslim religion conquests ideologically through England. A wildly Chestertonian character and a common Britisher band together to exploit a loophole in the law, bringing Christian rum across the country by means of the Flying Inn. Chesterton is unafraid to view the conflict of religions through the lens of apparently trivial liberties, and rompingly makes his case by means of a silly novel. He would, of course, consider silly novels to be the most potent kind, and I for one wouldn't mind many more such efforts replacing earnest Amish fiction everywhere.

  • Manuel Alfonseca
    2019-03-31 19:51

    This is Chesterton at his best. In this book, one century ahead of his time, he foresees the current garrulousness about "an open and inter-religious education, rather than an exclusivist and intolerant religious indoctrination."He also foresees correctly the attempt to introduce Islam in Europe, if not as a full-fledged religious option, at least as a weapon to attack Christianity.But the people revolution that saves England from the post-modernist politically-correct stunt is little credible. I'm afraid I'm far less optimist than Chesterton.

  • Rox
    2019-04-06 13:57

    The main summary of this book fails to mention its chief feature ! It takes place in a Britain which has become part of the Ottoman Empire. As this makes it a Muslim country, it has a certain relevance today, presumably never dreamed of by the author (who was trying to make various other points through this unlikely situation).

  • Anna
    2019-04-04 13:07

    Fighting an evil regime with beer! Only Chesterton could do it, and so well.

  • Adam Marischuk
    2019-04-02 14:05

    Fun and prescientIn a world gone mad, two drunk friends decide to save the world with a keg and a barsign. The best way to fight the tyrrany is with a cultural revolution, or at least a drunken spin. The reason it is so prescient is that Chesterton foresaw the queer alliance between the political left and what he calls 'the orient' but what we would understand to be Islam and Buddhism. Written before prohibition, it is eerily prophetic. Chesterton foresaw the bizarre alliance between feminism, low-Church evangelicalism, Germanic utilitarianism and the quasi-mysticism of the orient, along with a political class too far removed from the hopes, dreams and desires of the general population.The book is full of Chesterton's folksy wisdom and belief in common-sense. And while this is generally to be expected in any Chesterton novel, in this one it sometimes becomes too dense and exaggerated. The characters are caricatures and vehicles for Chesterton's philosophical and cultural opinions. Either you like it or you don't."The sun was sinking: but the river of human nonsense flowed on for ever." (p.17)"feeding on fanatical pleasure: the pleasure his strange, cold, courageous nature could not get from food or wine or women." (p.51)"Lord Ivywood shared the mental weakness of most men who have fed on books; he ignored, not the value but the very existence of other forms of information." (p.52)"Country folk will forget you if you speak to them, but talk about you all day if you don't." (p.53)"There was a faint renewal of that laughter that has slept since the Middle Ages." (p.62)"I have long been increasingly convinced that underneath a certain mask of stiffness which the Mohammedan religion has worn through certain centuries, as a somewhat similar mask has been worn by the religion of the Jews, Islam has in it the potentialities of being the most progressive of all religions" (p.78)"He chopped and changed his original article in such a way that it was something quite beyond the most bewildering article he had written in the past; and is still prized by those highly cultured persons who collect the worst literature of the world." (p.101)"Then there was a weak plea for Eugenics; and a warm plea against Conscription, which was not true eugenics." (p. 102)"All that was natural in her was still alive under all that was artificial." (p.111)"The next best thing to really loving a fellow creature is really hating him...the desire to murder him is at least an acknowledgement that he is alive." (p.192)"There are crowds who do not care to revolt; but there are no crowds who do not like someone else to do it for them." (p.234)"Not seeing any rational explanation of this custom of dying, so prevalent among his fellow-citizens, he concluded that it was merely tradition." (p.235)Feast on wine or fast on water,And your honour shall stand sure;God Almighty's son and daughter,He the valiant, she the pure.If an angel out of heavenBrings you other things to drink,Thank him for his kind intentions,Go and pour them down the sink.Tea is like the East he grows in,A great yellow Mandarin,With urbanity of manner,And unconsciousness of sin;All the women, like a harem,At his pig-tail troop along,And, like all the East he grows in,He is Poison when he's strong.Tea, although an Oriental,Is a gentleman at least;Cocoa is a cad and coward,Cocoa is a vulgar beast;Cocoa is a dull, disloyal,Lying, crawling cad and clown,And may very well be gratefulTo the fool that takes him down.As for all the windy waters,They were rained like trumpets down,When good drink had been dishonouredBy the tipplers of the town.When red wine had brought red ruin,And the death-dance of our times,Heaven sent us Soda WaterAs a torment for our crimes.

  • Stacy
    2019-04-10 19:02

    "We must not ask them to make a cross on their ballot papers; for though it seems a small thing, it may offend them. So I brought in a little bill to make it optional between the old-fashioned cross and an upward curved mark that might stand for a crescent -- and as it's rather easier to make, I believe it will be generally adopted."And so go the various projects in this rollicking and fantastical tale of Dalroy and Pump and their "flying inn," which flies against newly-legislated temperance laws and a newly-legislated merger of Islam with hitherto Christian England. Chesterton satirizes political correctness and wages war against the calm resignation which allows good things to slip and change and disappear without a fight. Moreover, in a story of victory, he includes a grim prophecy of the destiny of Empire: "Victory over barbarians. Employment of barbarians. Alliance with barbarians. Conquest by barbarians."

  • Lucy
    2019-03-30 17:06

    The first half dragged rather, but once they had dealt with the man who watered the milk then the book caught fire and felt typical Chesterton. And what can be better than that? There are plenty of his wonderful descriptions of skies - no-one can make you see a sunset like him. The hero Dalroy is excellently realised, the women are more differentiated than usual, and the issues raised in the fantastical plot are as relevant today.But, I regret to say, the charges against Chesterton of anti-Semitism are given plenty of evidence here. I'm not saying they are the views of the man himself, who apparently was tolerance personified, but I still don't like the way he writes about Jews. Which is what knocks off the last star.

  • Daniel Griliopoulos
    2019-04-01 16:15

    Like Atlas Shrugged, this is a polemical piece intended to show the rightness of Chestertons's philosophy, through a parodic, dystopian view of his beloved country. Unlike Rand though, Chesterton makes his antagonist initially believable and clever and his protagonist preternaturally witty and wise - and suffuses the entire book with his delicacy of language and humour. For that reason, the sections that are great - his poetry and songs about England, the romps across Southern England, the short dystopian end section - are only undermined slightly by his stereotyping (which sometimes bounds into racism) and petty nationalism. These regrettable latter elements make the book more like a Tom Sharpe farce than any of his other, clever and dark, fiction.

  • Tirzah Eleora
    2019-04-10 18:17

    Not my favorite Chesterton novel, it was somewhat tedious at parts, but it's still packed with all the philosophical riot that we know and love.

  • Stuart
    2019-04-12 12:11

    G.K. Chesterton is one of the greatest Catholic authors, not just of the 20th century, but possibly ever. He wrote drama, poetry, mysteries, and theological works. Some of his most famous works include Orthodoxy, The Everlasting Man, and my personal favorite the Father Brown series. I was recently introduced to a work of his that I had never heard of before called The Flying Inn. It was originally published in 1914 and was reprinted by Ignatius Press.The story takes place in England, but not the England you or I know. It takes place in future England, and is a political satire. In this future England, the Temperance Movement has allowed Progressive Islam to dominate England's political, cultural, and social landscape. Two laws were passed which effectively killed local bars and pubs. The first law made pub signs illegal, and the second made it illegal to serve alcohol in a place without a sign. You see the problem for local bar owners? Pub Owner, Humphrey Pump, and Captain Patrick Dalroy aim to right this wrong and travel the countryside with a cart, a cask of rum, a wheel of cheese, and of course the sign. They wheel the cart around, setting up makeshift bars long enough to serve a round of drinks and then hightail it before they are caught by Lord Ivywood. Each chapter is a mini and zany episode that eventually will lead to a final confrontation.The book is hilarious in nature, especially the drinking songs/poems which are scattered throughout the book. However, behind this outlandish nature of the story is some political foreshadowing that could almost be described as prophetic. Prohibition did occur in the U.S. about six years after this book was published and like in the story the rich were able to skirt the law by buying their alcohol in the pharmacy. What's even more scary is how accurate Chesterton was about Islam's pervasiveness in Europe. At the time this book was written, the Ottoman Empire (with Islam as its religion) was on the brink of extinction. Now, all of Europe has been taken over by Islam with them going so far as to claim that they are the religion of Europe. Overall, I found this to be a fun and interesting read and one that I am glad I was exposed to.This book was provided to me for free by Ignatius Press in exchange for an honest review.

  • Audrey
    2019-04-20 15:47

    For some moments Joan appeared to be in a blacker state of brooding than usual; then she said, in a candid and friendly tone, which somehow contrasted with her knit and swarthy brows— "No, really. At least I think I've only found out two things; and they are only things about myself. I've discovered that I do like heroism, but I don't like hero worship.""Surely," said Miss Browning, in the Girton manner, "the one always flows from the other.""I hope not," said Joan."But what else can you do with the hero?" asked Mrs. Mackintosh, still without looking up from her writing, "except worship him?""You might crucify him," said Joan, with a sudden return of savage restlessness, as she rose from her chair. "Things seem to happen then."

  • Christopher
    2019-04-21 20:02

    I saw this book on a friend's GoodReads list and decided that since I like Chesterton I'd give it a try. As a bonus, since Chesterton's works are in the public domain, I was able to get the book free of charge (and you can too!). So there really is no excuse for not cozying up with a little G. K. Chesterton.To add to my bonus, I scored an audiobook from LibriVox. If you are ... Please finish reading this review on my website:

  • Oscar Manuel
    2019-04-06 18:10

    Bibamus edamus cras moriemur!

  • Jennifer Hill
    2019-04-02 15:54

    I typically love Chesterton. This book didn't appeal to me. The best description I can think of is that it feels like an unintentional parody of his other writing.

  • Сергей Бережной
    2019-03-31 13:08

    Конечно, если "Перелётный кабак" и реализм, то сатирически развёрнутый до масштабов фантастики - всё-таки, предположение, что в Британской Империи найдётся влиятельная сила, которая начнёт исподволь перекраивать жизнь Метрополии по лекалам Империи Османской - настолько, что полицейским придется ближе к финалу поменять шлемы на фески, - выглядит достаточно фантастическим. С другой стороны, такой поворот трудно назвать беспочвенным: Честертон тонко подчёркивает, что Британия его времени застоялась, что перемены ей нужны, что возможных направлений для таких перемен множество - но какого, простите, шайтана выбором "нужного" направления занимается человек без собственных мыслей, способный в лучшем случае изищно формулировать мысли чужие? А ведь лорд Айвивуд именно таков - он прекрасно транслирует (и изобретательно воплощает в жизнь) то, что вложили в его голову другие, но сам не способен ни на творчество, ни на чувство. Сам себе он представляется рациональным и последовательным, но его сухая рациональность вернее разрушает жизненный уклад Британии, чем любая глупость или безудержная фантазия. И, согласно Честертону, рационалистическому безумию лорда Айвивуда Британия может противопоставить только полёт свободной души, воплощением которой становится даже не британец, а ирландец - капитан Патрик Дэлрой, поэт, фантазёр и авантюрист, в котором счастливо сочетаются физическая и нравственная сила. Именно он вдохновенно находит точный и яркий ответ на каждое начинание лорда Айвивуда. Следить за их заочным (по большей части) поединком весьма занимательно, хотя Честертон и не пытается придать ему реалистичность - для памфлета это и не нужно, да и Дэлрой с его чертами полубога или античного героя выглядел бы в реалистическом антураже несколько дико. Поэтому «Перелётный кабак» вполне уместно числить по ведомству классики фантастической сатиры - хотя бы в пику блюстителям чистоты жанра.

  • Mike
    2019-04-19 17:08

    The main problem with this book is that the author is very clever, and likes to show it. He also has strong political, religious and philosophical views which are not necessarily widely shared, and he wants to propagate them. This leads to a certain amount of straw-manning. Characters can't be just characters, they have to be types, standing for everyone who shares a particular characteristic with them. It took me a long time to finish listening to the book (I got it from Librivox), because I just wasn't all that engaged with the premise of "sinister Muslim influence on British politics leads to Prohibition; rag-tag, eccentric Irishman mounts an initially small-scale insurgency against the changes; the political is personal." As a British Catholic, Chesterton is heir to a long tradition of being "agin the gummint," and his anarchist tendencies are on full display here. There's a great deal of singing of original songs, which, fortunately, are mostly decent poetry. There's a lot of milling around without a clear goal, too. While I enjoyed other Chesterton works like The Napoleon of Notting Hill and The Man Who Was Thursday, I always felt that there was something slightly off about them for my taste. In the case of this book, that "off" feeling dominated.

  • Anna Bosman
    2019-03-28 15:58

    To quote GKC,"Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode, The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road. A reeling road, a rolling road, that rambles round the shire, And after him the parson ran, the sexton and the squire. A merry road, a mazy road, and such as we did tread That night we went to Birmingham by way of Beachy Head. "I knew no harm of Bonaparte and plenty of the Squire, And for to fight the Frenchmen I did not much desire; But I did bash their baggonets because they came arrayed To straighten out the crooked road an English drunkard made, Where you and I went down the lane with ale-mugs in our hands The night we went to Glastonbury by way of Goodwin Sands. "His sins they were forgiven him; or why do flowers run Behind him; and the hedges all strengthening in the sun? The wild thing went from left to right and knew not which was which, But the wild rose was above him when they found him in the ditch. God pardon us, nor harden us; we did not see so clear The night we went to Bannockburn by way of Brighton Pier. "My friends, we will not go again or ape an ancient rage, Or stretch the folly of our youth to be the shame of age, But walk with clearer eyes and ears this path that wandereth, And see undrugged in evening light the decent inn of death; For there is good news yet to hear and fine things to be seen Before we go to Paradise by way of Kensal Green."

  • Rebekah W.
    2019-04-26 13:56

    So good. So, so good, especially in our current political situation. Must re-read soon.

  • Todd
    2019-04-18 17:08

    An amusing work of fiction by Chesterton, in plot quite similar to The Ball and the Cross. The latter work focuses on atheism vs. Christianity, while The Flying Inn takes on numerous superficial modern fads, to include the Western infatuation with its own (mis)understanding of Islam. That latter point makes the book a bit more relevant today than it might otherwise be. One has to wonder if Chesterton knew how to write fiction that doesn't involve likeable rascals on the run from police, since that does appear to be a favorite plot device. One familiar with his newspaper columns will find many of the same themes played out through his fiction. One will also find Chesterton's racism against blacks on display here as pretty much everywhere else he writes. Worth reading, but don't put it at the top of the must-read list.

  • Christian
    2019-04-13 13:11

    It's a great, boisterous tale centered on the pride of England and remaining true to British roots. That's well and good, but the antagonists — a power-mongering lord who delights in the defeat of men, and a thumbsucking Middle Eastern madman-turned-prophet — begin to put an anti-Semitic sheen over the whole story. And I'm not sure the story would benefit from some other minority/foreign group being slid into place; anyone would look pretty bad, and the revised ethnic slurs wouldn't improve anything.Aside from that, though, it's a fun tale not too far removed from The Man Who Knew Too Much, so the astute reader may wonder if Gilbert himself struggled with perpetually being the smartest man in the room everywhere he went.

  • Michael
    2019-03-26 19:50

    Not Chesterton's best story ever, and he resorts a little too much to describing characters and waiting for us to recognize them instead of just calling them by name. Nevertheless it's a very Chestertonesque story fully in favor of enjoying the good things of life. In the face of conniving prohibitionists, a select few must take action to save the right to drink. The best parts are when we get Chesterton's philosophy filtering through the story. Those snippets of wisdom make it all worthwhile. No doubt it would have been even more funny to a like-minded contemporary, as Chesterton spends quite a bit of time satirizing intellectual faults that might not be as current or obvious without a historical awareness of the England of his time.

  • Andrew
    2019-04-19 16:02

    not my favourite from this author and I'm guessing if you ate new to him this might not be the best place to had an interesting enough plot with prohibition being forced on Britain due to a move towards the Islamic faith and offered lots of scope and comic potential around this..unfortunately I don't think this was realised within this book an instead you end up with a wordy ponderous lots of ways I felt the book was too clever for its own good it is well written but I just feel for all that some of the sub plots and discourses could have been reigned in a bit.all in all O.K. but a book I feel isn't a must read.

  • Cherise
    2019-04-21 20:03

    I wish I understood more of what I thought about this book so that I could communicate it properly. It was a fun book, and there were many scenes and characters that I enjoyed quite a bit. Chesterton did make some great points throughout the book. However, I did not agree with the way the book glorified drinking. Also, Chesterton takes little more than a single page to wrap up the entire book, and that one page was so vague and confusing that I'm still trying to figure out what happened. So there you have it. This is definitely more of an "enjoy the journey" book than anything else.

  • Sandra
    2019-04-19 12:51

    Highly recommended. Another wise work of Chesterton. In this book he gives a deep analysis of religion and traditions, while describing a fun story full of adventures and unexpected passages. This is also an easy book to read, unlike The Man Who Was Thursday, I didn't have to go back and re-read some parts of it. I think Chesterton was able to picture patriotism and standing for one's principles, even when the law says otherwise.

  • Francisco
    2019-03-26 14:12

    Qué libro más extraño. No sabía nada de él, pero decidí leerlo por los buenos comentarios de la gente. En mi opinión, se trata de una obra soporífera, completamente anticuada. Creo que no ha envejecido tan bien como otras obras de la época.Este libro nos presenta una crítica social y política de finales del siglo XIX de Gran Bretaña, con toques humorísticos y pinceladas de filosofía. Creo que puede interesarle a un historiador o antropólogo que se encuentre vinculado con este tema. Para el resto, mejor elegid otra lectura.

  • Andy
    2019-03-30 15:57

    Chesterton has always fascinated me with everything from his insightful quotes to his tremendous influence upon C.S. Lewis however I must admit ~ trudging thru the antiquated "proper" English was like trying to read Jane Eyre on a full stomach thru the middle of the night after running a marathon...a challenge. There is much more to this book than I absorbed so I had to bail (thus the no stars) but in the words of MacArthur; "I shall return."