It\'s an ordinary Thursday lunchtime for Arthur Dent until his house gets demolished. .. .
At this moment, they\'re hurtling through space with nothing but their towels and an innocuous-looking book inscribed, in large friendly letters, with the words: DON\'T PANIC.
The weekend has only just begun .
The Earth follows shortly afterwards to make way for a new hyperspace express route, and his best friend has just announced that he\'s an alien.
It\'s an ordinary Thursday lunchtime for Arthur Dent until his house gets demolished