ɪn ɐ kˈɑːmɛnt tə hjˈuː lˈæmz ɹᵻvjˈuː, ɹˈoʊzmɚɹi pˈɑːɹdoʊ nˈoʊɾᵻd, "aɪ hæv tə sˈeɪ ðæt aɪ θˈɪŋk hjˈuː hˈæzbiːn ɹᵻmˈɑːɹkəbli kˈaɪnd tʊ ɐ bˈʊk wˈɪtʃ, fɔːɹ mˌiː, ɪz ɐ fˈaɪn aɪdˈiə tˈoʊɾəli ɹˈuːɪnd baɪ bˌiːɪŋ pˌʊt təɡˌɛðɚ baɪ ɐ pˈækɪdʒɪŋ kˈʌmpəni hˌuː sˈiːm tə nˈoʊ nˈʌθɪŋ ɐbˌaʊt ðə sˈʌbdʒɛkt.
In a comment to Hugh Lamb's review, Rosemary Pardoe noted, "I have to say that I think Hugh has been remarkably kind to a book which, for me, is a fine idea totally ruined by being put together by a packaging company who seem to know nothing about the subject.