Had to laugh

I popped into a branch of Oxfam today in Barnet, North London, and picked up a book for 99p by Aleksandr Zinovev called The Madhouse. A rather stern elderly woman at the till picked it up looked at the cover, which shows some russian academics in a state of panic and told rather than asked: "You've chosen a book about my house have you?" Not quite the question I was expecting.