Rohan Candappa Bücher

Die Menschen, die ihre Autobiografie zu Papier bringen, werden auch immer jünger. Furchtbar, oder? Mit einer Ausnahme. Candappas einjähriger Held betrachtet die Welt um sich herum und muss sich wundern. Nicht zuletzt über seine Eltern, die so schrecklich abhängig von ihm sind und den ganzen Tag beschäftigt werden müssen. Vor allem aber schildert er einfühlsam und humorvoll, was in den Köpfen der kleinen Leute wirklich vor sich geht.§

Rohan Candappa believes it's time to admit that stress is good. Because without stress, we would all be very nice and contented.Tips for increasing stress levels include choosing friends you don't like, and becoming a politician.

Does your mother think it's really charming to talk to every rose bush on the street? The man who bought you The Little Book of Stress, The Little Book of Wrong Shui and The Autobiography of a One Year Old has hit the nail on the head once more. Just one thing, you'll probably find your parents have bought it too.

A son of a Sri Lankan father and Burmese mother, the author grew up in South London. Every day his mother would conjur delicious meals out of thin air. His father cooked too, with fiery flavourings, black curries and green coriander chutneys. This book presents a memoir of his heritage and his home, of curry leaves and curried chips, and more.

Can be read in forty-five minutes: the memoirs of a Prime Minister with Asperger's Syndrome who thinks it is a good idea to launch a war in Iraq. 'Alistair said I should write something I would want to read myself. And I thought about that. I thought that this was good advice. Alistair is always full of good advice. That's why I like him. That and his socks. The book I would most like to read about is myself. And about my place in history. When I told this to Alistair he smiled. And then he said that the book would need an angle. Something that would catch the reader's imagination. Something that would intrigue them. Something that would "sex it up". So I said what about WMD. And Alistair smiled again. But this time it was a slightly different smile.' The Curious Incident of the WMD is a mystery like no other. The detective, and narrator, is Anthony Algernon St. Michael Blair, the Prime Minister of Britain. He knows a great deal about New Labour, sound bites and why he makes a good leader and very little about the history of Iraq. He loves cheese and hates Gordon Brown. He discovers what he thinks is the central mystery and sets out to investigate it, but subsequently discovers a deception which leaves him forever linked in an uneasy triangle with a stumbling, inarticulate US president and a genocidal dictator.