At its best, this book reminds me of P.G. Wodehouse: witty, fun and improbable. At its worst, it is more reminiscent of John Mortimer’s Forever Rumpole: portraying criminality as cute and victimless (even admirable, if directed against a bigger criminal), and suffering from a lightweight plot. I would hesitate to recommend the book to non-adults because of some innuendos and because there are so many books to read that are much better.
[Why I read it: I Stumbled across a list of “50 novels to read when you need a good laugh” that included this among several books that I really like.]