Iain Hollingshead took away the Literary Review’s Bad Sex in Fiction award, says the Guardian.

Judges were moved by Hollingshead’s evocation of “a commotion of grunts and squeaks, flashing unconnected images and explosions of a million little particles.” His description of “bulging trousers” sealed the win, the judges said.

“Because Hollingshead is a first-time writer, we wished to discourage him from further attempts,” the judges said in a statement. “Heavyweights like Thomas Pynchon and Will Self are beyond help at this point.”

Extracts from the shortlist here.

Since the Babu is still engrossed with Yak poetry, we thought we’d sidle in and leave you a link to a subject we know is of great import to his Babuness.