Anybody who isn’t British is corrupt, conniving – and colourful. Cynical
conference jet-setters may recognise the foreigners in Peter Biddlecombe’s I
Came, I Saw, I Lost My Luggage (Little, Brown, £16.99, ISBN 0 316 87791
3). Others moy find his “light-hearted” tales of living out of a briefcase in
Taipei, Beirut, Bratislava, Managua and the rest too glib for
comfort.
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