I've followed the Twitter account that was the genesis of this book for years, and it's consistently had me cackling until I lost breath at some of the monstrosities presented. The book's not quite as funny... mostly, I think, because it deprives us of the recipes (apart from a handful tucked away in the back) and some of the funniest things about the original are those awful recipes. That being said, this is still a funny read, although it's mostly photographs of culinary terrors. It does, however, include the funniest, most horrific dish I ever saw on the Twitter account: the seafood mousse in the shape of a fish, with tomato eyes and a piped-on smile. It's both glorious and horrendous, and for the life of me I cannot picture the circumstances in which anyone, ever, would soberly serve this up at a dinner party.

Imagine having it set before you as a guest. What would you even do? I can't imagine, and my mum used to make hedgehogs out of cheese cubes and small onions on toothpicks that were stuck into oranges. They actually weren't bad, but they cannot compare to that grinning fish. Not in a million years.