One of the better short story collections I've read. Only the Colin Firth story was bad (what's he doing here anyway, he's not a writer?), others were at least slightly amusing. In a calculated move, Hornby has positioned the two standout stories first and last, and I have to say it works. You read the first one, "oh wow, this was good, let's read on to find more like it!", then you keep reading on even though nothing of quite the same caliber surfaces, and if the book ended that way, you'd be left with a slightly disappointed feeling, but no, he's kept the best for the last, so after you've finished that one you're left with a highly positive feelings about the book.