Morag and Heather, two eighteen-inch fairies with swords, green
kilts and badly dyed hair fly through the window of the worst
violinist in New York, an overweight and antisocial type named
Dinnie, and vomit on his carpet. Who they are, how they came to New
York and what this has to do with the lovely Kerry - who lives
across the street, and has Crohn's Disease, and is making a flower
alphabet - and what this has to do with the other fairies (of all
nationalities) of New York, not to mention the poor repressed
fairies of Britain, is the subject of this book. It has a war in
it, and a most unusual production of Shakespeare's A MIDSUMMER
NIGHT'S DREAM and Johnny Thunders' New York Dolls guitar solos.
What more could anyone desire from a book?