There is another 1985, somewhere in the could-have-been, where the Crimean war still rages, dodos are regenerated in home-cloning kits and everyone is deeply disappointed by the ending of 'Jane Eyre'. In this world, there are no jet-liners or computers, but there are policemen who can travel across time, a Welsh republic, a great interest in all things literary - and a woman called Thursday Next. In this utterly original and wonderfully funny first novel, Fforde has created a fiesty, loveable heroine and a plot of such richness and ingenuity that it will take your breath away.
This book has been on my TBR list for years, but honestly I had forgotten what it was about. It was an odd book. There was time travel (of sorts), the ability to 'visit' classic literature, and some intrigue and excitement. Maybe if I had remembered that this was more science fiction I would have enjoyed it more, but it just felt a little disjointed.
