There are authors who marvel at the first smiles of a baby, the first
steps and the first words of a child, the first demonstrations of
independence of the adolescent. Clarke is not one of them. For him, the
baby is a strange creature only good for producing gurgling noises and
excrement, the child is a machine for making loathsome father’s day
presents, and the adolescent a spotty and lethargic being who quickly
make you regret the previous steps. With an acute sense of observation
and amusing wickedness, Clarke will make all parents, who will not be
able to deny that somewhere, he is right, smile (wryly). A cartoon book
that will also provide food for thought to all future parents… which
they will undoubtedly never become after reading this