Diane Anderson-Minshell wrote in her column on Advocate.com:
The old cliché that good things come in small packages certainly apply to Michael Wynne’s tiny tome, a breezy but thoughtful collection of stories that read more like diary entries of the authors sexual exploits across London. Indeed, these are wonderfully frank and self- effacing fuck stories, but the tales of Wynne, those of his Jamaican lesbian painter friend McKenzie, and the larger exploration of how gay men relate to each other, if even briefly, make for addictive reading for even the prurient queer lit lover.
Michael Wynne 