Bunny Munro sells beauty products and the perfume of lust to lonely ladies on the English south coast. Finding herself adrift after her wife's suicide, she wraps the blanket around her head and hits the road for the last time with her nine-year-old son. Beset by jealous husbands, by his urgent lust, and by a maroon concrete mixer, Bunny Munro is a sunken man who zigzags, eating the world and masturbating with pitiful ferocity. He is a wimp and his son is beginning to guess. And he is also going to die, and he senses it. Here is a story of lacerating humor, an anti-heroic comedy that freezes blood and laughter, a bitterness told with sharpness, anger and style.