Burroughsian sci-fi. The last book to be prosecuted under the UK’s Obscene Publications Act, and very much a Mancunian production. David Britton was part of the Savoy Bookshop outfit which had been peddling new wave sci-fi and outlaw comix since the days of Michael Moorcock’s New Worlds. If you’re that way inclined his novel can be considered a satire on the mindset which gave us both western art and the holocaust. Hitler has survived the war and while the murderous Lord Horror – a razor-wielding fiend based on the propagandist Lord Haw Haw – scours the globe in search of his hero, the erstwhile führer finds himself holed up at the Midland Hotel researching Schopenhauer with only his mugwump penis for company.

Britton served a month in Strangeways for his troubles, largely on account of the virulent anti-semitism involved, before the ban was overturned on appeal. It probably didn’t help to include a character based on Sir James Anderton and have him voice the words of the then Greater Manchester chief constable, substituting the word ‘gays’ with ‘Jews’.