You have to be of a certain age to really appreciate this. You have to have been kept awake at least once, by a particularly terrifying Public Information Film. It helps too, to have read '1984' at least once, and to understand the uniquely British ideas of 'Jobsworths' and Obfuscation.

Richard Littler (his surname reminds me of something... No, it's gone. It'll come to me eventually) has a very dark and humorous world view, similar to Charlie Brooker. If you like 'Black Mirror' then there's a good chance you'll like this. It's our world... But tweaked a little, so that everything is sinister. Everything.

It's a very funny book, at which you will laugh - and then think: 'Why did I laugh?'

It's also terrifying: in places, it's just too close to reality. I love it, and I think you will too.

I have no idea how to explain this. If you've not read Discovering Scarfolk I'm not sure this will make any sense. Of course if you have read Discovering Scarfolk I'm not sure this will make any sense.

This is an annual from sometime in the 70's in the style of the annuals of the period. however this being Scarfolk, it's full of things like how to tell if you're a witch, Foreigner Identification Badges and How to Survive a Nuclear Thing. It has to be said, the councils description of 1984 for use in officially sanctioned book clubs strikes possibly a little close to home.

The entire package isn't just a wonderful satire, or a horrific piece of nostalgia, it's also really very clever. Having grown up with these annuals this not only looks like one, it feels like one, the paper and binding feel like the ones used during the 70's.

This is an amazing book, I look forward to seeing what the council decides we should know next

I'm fairly sure I grew up in Scarfolk. I can't entirely remember. Very well put together, and quite creepy. For more information, please re-read.

I really loved the first Scarfolk book. This isn't up to that standard, in that instead of focussing on the 'world creation' of the first book, it's more a parody of children's annuals and books of the time. Still, it's very well put together, with fantastic design.

It is so lovely to see this Annual again.

I cant remember alot about growing up in Scarfolk, but I do remember this annual.

All the kids on the street used to share this book and we used to read it to the faceless ones too so they could enjoy it. But only on the days we were allowed to talk.

I remember the day we left when my Grandmother (who was also my Aunt and Cousin) instructed us to talk with foreign accents infront of the Scarfolk Inspection Centre so we could go out for the day.

My father stayed as a wall support for one of the new council houses, and my mother was sent to the Slaughter Gardens Gift Shop for voluntary forced work in the gift shop.

My accent was quite convincing as I had seen Carry On Abroad through the perimeter fence.

I was put into a crate and awoke in Shitterton cleaning chimneys.

Although I am happy to be outside of Scarfolk, I still find I carry the jealousy with me as other children that left got to leave in style by being picked up in a gold rolls royce driven by a brightly clothed wizard.

I purchased the Kindle version of this annual as I had enjoyed the previous 'Welcome to Scarfolk', had some credit left in my Amazon account, and had nothing left to do on my home journeys this winter (paper books are notoriously hard to read in the dark). I do not regret it. Scarfolk is a strange and disturbing non-specific vintage world, sometimes even too disturbing for my tastes (and I've killed six people), but it's bizarre creativity and beautiful, shoddy retro design cannot be faulted. I agree with other reviewers that a lot of this annual is the author venting his anger over Brexit, but this did not harm my enjoyment of the book. Beware that this is harder to read on a digital device than a standard text book (and takes up CONSIDERABLY more memory), as you have to keep turning and zooming so as not to miss any horrific detail or scribbled obscenity, but I did not want a hard copy of this foul text in my new home.

This reissued Album stirs up old memories for me. I grew up in a town just north of Scarfolk. On the confluence of the Craw and Orwell rivers. Sometimes we would wander down river collecting Giant hogweed juice. Within a few miles we met the fence across at the boundary to Scarfolk. Sometime we would see Scarfolk children about our age, searching the slimy stones in the shallows for trapped brown trout. We tried to talk to them, though they were always hesitant to approach us or the fence. Pollution was rife then and tall towers of foam would drift on the current from rendering factories. The Scarfolk kids would make cones from discarded cardboard tubes, and gleefully scooping a head of foam pretend they had ice creams. We could see further downriver nets had been set to catch anything floating or below the surface. The nets seemed to be made of plastic gleaned from multipack can retainers. The Council were apparently early adopters of environmental measures. Happy were those halcyon days.

A very disturbing, dark, weird book. I loved it. Can't wait to visit Scar***k this summer. God knows what the caravan park is like.

If you're a Scarfolk reader and you want to know if this latest book is of the same excellent quality as the last, the answer is simple: yes. The same clever satire, the same deeply unsettling setting, the same aura of despair. It's excellent.

This book is less long-form than the previous tourist guide; it is instead a pastiche of the childhood activity books of yonder years. You'll likely get through it quicker than Discovering Scarfolk, but that isn't a bad thing. What's here is extra disturbing with the implicit goal of being given to children.

Lots of fun.

Horrifying. Nightmarish. Awful. Unsettling. A+ would buy again.

Love the dark humour

Very nice

You live in the year 202X, the world of today is a GOOD PLACE. The world of the 1970s was a BAD PLACE.

In those days people were STUPID,

people were not POLITICALLY CORRECT,

people did BAD THINGS,

they SMOKED CIGARETTES,

they wore FUNNY CLOTHES,

they didn’t have “SMARTPHONES”,

there were less than 3 billion of them - now in the world of HAPPINESS and TRUTH there are 7.5 billion.

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