The Magic Vodka Wardrobe: Book 2, by Sheila Patel, reviewed by author Travis Borne
“Sheila are you coming into the temple with me?” Sue Ellen asked as she got out of the car. “Two prayers may be better than one.”
Mrs Singh would give anything for a wedding proposal for her daughters, then the mysterious text arrives, something about juicy mango’s? Will Shaz accept or just visit the Magic Vodka Wardrobe where she can drink and dance with her sister Trace and Aunt Sheila?
As Rogue One hits the cinema, George Lucas is back from Uni, but will he catch the eye of the knicker-less shop girl, Sheryl? Martha starts a new waxing business from her back kitchen while her little Avengers terrorise the street. We also meet Betina, the dog walker and the homeless Skinny Rita as they do whisky shots at the community centre with Dammit Janet the local Buddhist nun.
As Storm Doris wreaks havoc, Martha chases the wheelie bin full of empty tins of cider down the street. The wardrobe shakes and Shaz and Trace dance to Stormzy as the hairy barman Bachittar watches from behind the counter…. Sighing.
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Travis Borne’s review:
I’m in lurve… Let’s dance—AGAIN! All night long with Sheila and Shaz, Bachittar and Gypo Bob… and plenty of new characters, too: Skinny Rita, Slut Candy, Omar the Saudi and Dammit Janet, AND Mad waxin’ Martha. But it doesn’t stop at just dancin’! Take a ride in the caravan (I learned this is an RV), and go round and round the roundabout. But be careful and don’t spaz out too much—or shake your booty all the way from Oz—because the bouncers might think you’re a tripped-out terrorist attack in action and taser your twitching arse to the dance floor! Can you handle it? This blunt blast of crazy comedy with plenty of cool tunes sprinkled in will have some recoiled and red-faced, but most’ll be wasted, soon enough, ripping off their “I was Bored so I joined Tinder” T-shirt and joining in on the madness with their own favorite drink!
For me it was TEQUILA!
What a Thanksgiving day it was. I timed it perfectly, making Sheila Patel’s book the only other thing—besides cooking and a game of Hedbanz with the kiddos—that I would devote my attention to before family arrived. It didn’t take long too read and you know what, I liked entering The Magic Vodka Wardrobe this time, even better than when it shot the shit out of my cherry the first time I entered it (—you gotta read my review of book one!—). This second volume, just like book one, had me laughing out loud—and my kids yelling “WHAT IS IT, DAD?”
Up-to-date quips about current events—La La Land accidentally winning Best Picture, “I think I’m going to learn brick laying and move to America,” and a goblin-like wizard, audit dude who’ll make sure The Wardrobe is up to code. British comedy hits all-new highs. YES! But I must admit, it’s kinda new to me. Maybe that’s why I like this snarky and sarcastic, no-holds-barred ZANY INSANITY so much! Five stars once more for a read that rehabilitates my brain from the humdrum quotidian fiasco we call life. I’VE FOUND MY FIX. And I’m looking forward to book three. I already marked it on my calendar. Timed and ready! Locked and loaded! Glass raised!