Michael Pedersen is slowly building a reputation as a name to look out for, and has received plaudits from Stephen Fry and Irvine Welsh. As a spoken work poet, his readings are as memorable as they are witty, laced with an electric energy, as he recites from memory his highly engaging, accessible poetry. From NHS overdose clinics to overrun gardens, talking Cambodian treehouses to the teenage perversion of a young Scot on a French Exchange, Pedersens poetry is a rich and fantastical feast of flavours, landscape and language. On the menu is everything from iced oysters and chateaubriand to pickled onions and Buckfast-soaked bread sticks. Like the man himself, these poems will tingle toes and raise eyebrows in equal measures.