Welcome to the wonderfully ill-advised universe of Rufus Wibble, where humanity’s future is uncertain, the technology is questionable, and sarcasm is very much alive and well.

These stories blend science fiction with whimsy, darkly comic observations, and a healthy suspicion of anything labelled “perfectly safe” by an alien lifeform.

From the Museum of Organic History — where exhibits occasionally try to escape — to sentient machinery with better social skills than most humans, the Rufus Wibble books explore the galaxy in the only sensible way possible: with wit, curiosity, and very low expectations.

Expect humour, oddities, unexpected tangents, and adventures that begin with the words “Well, that wasn’t supposed to happen.”

If you enjoy sci-fi that doesn’t take itself too seriously, this is the section of the universe for you.