Picked this up for a reread after seeing the recent film version. This is one of Gaiman’s stream of consciousness books. It reads like he started in to writing one day with a vague idea of where the story would end up and inserted amusing or surprising events until the book was thick enough. Of course Gaiman is a good enough wordsmith to make the resulting book pleasant to read in spite of the potential for calamity in such an approach. Not a masterpiece, but an amusing diversion.