. . . being a book about Alvin, Frannie, Dolby, Brian, Belinda (doing eighty), Tyra the Beautiful, Stephen King, Pink Floyd, peach schnapps (and lemonade), hope, dreams, Scotland, death-defying driving, tenpin bowling, love and money, The Lord of the Rings, U2, infinity, Brian's nipples, noddies, text-messages, barmaids, virginity, Radiohead, The X-Men, exams, Frannie's patter, the death of punk . . . Clive Barker, the emptiness at the heart of it all, weapons, Spider-Man, Han Solo . . . and everything under the sun is in tune, as the sun is eclipsed by the moon . . .