Cityboy: Beer and Loathing in the Square Mile [Hardcover]

 

 

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As a commuter in London I was one of thousands who, on Mondays, caught up with the exploits of anonymous columnist "Cityboy" in the free hand-out "The London Paper". Purporting to lift the lid on the sordid existence of the average city banker, Cityboy's column continued for about two years until his unfortunate motrocycle accident, which led his premature retirement. In June 2008 Cityboy "came out" to the world as Geraint Anderson, an MP's son, and announced his intention to break into the world of novel-writing.

On the whole, "Cityboy"'s columns weren't bad and his work tended to be amusing, in a blokey and obnoxious kind of way. It was more or less what we expected from a financial analyst: "My life is utterly amoral but since I earn shiploads of money (my last bonus was five times - no, make that twenty-five times - your annual salary), I REALLY DON'T CARE." Of course the column appealed to the worst side of human nature - that was the whole point of the exercise - but it was often quite funny in small doses.

Now, however, Mr Anderson has revealed himself to the world as a person with - gasp! - a conscience. He feels VERY BAD about his previous incarnation as a banker, and so his novel (a thinly-disguised autobiography which also draws heavily on his columns) is intended as a kind of morality tale, warning us that we, too, might well have behaved in a similar manner had we too been faced with the kind of atmsophere and temptations brought to bear upon a newcomer to this gaudy world.

Problem Number One: what was amusing in small doses is irritating in a sustained extract. Anderson's principal method of humour is the unlikely comparison (example: "it was about as likely as Ann Widdecombe winning Rear Of The Year") and boy, does he milk these contrived and lengthy comparisons long past the point of unfunniness. Two or three on virtually every single page?! By the end of Chapter Three I was about as amused as Queen Victoria at a wet T-shirt contest.

Problem Number Two: Anderson's claim of being "a good boy now" isn't all that convincing. It's pretty clear that he'd love to carry on his openly-rude devil-may-care "Cityboy" persona, but both his concern for his reputation and events in the international financial sector have necessitated a display of public contrition. Anderson's narrative thus asks us to buy into the inconsiderate blokiness whilst simultaneously asking us to believe that the narrator doesn't REALLY believe in all that any more. It just doesn't work.

Case in point: our narrator "Steve Jones" tells us that, at one point, he and his gambling-minded friends were so desperate to have something to bet on that they even took a flutter on "the bra-size of some poor salad-dodger standing at the bar." Ah, how perfectly Cityboy! How staggeringly rude! And yet, notice the word that doesn't belong there: the word "poor". Doubtless we're supposed to believe that the narrator now is sorry for having caused distress to the woman in question... Yet, if he were that sorry, why use the term "salad-dodger" to describe her in the first place? Here, as elsewhere, you get the sense of Cityboy hastily covering his rudery with a tiny fig-leaf of consideration, and all it does is make the reader feel thoroughly uneasy. Are we supposed to be laughing heartlessly at this or not?

Ultimately, I'm giving it a couple of stars for exposing the macho "boy's culture" of the City. If it does its part to bring the culture of obscene bonuses to an end, good for it. But as a piece of humour I wasn't impressed.

Not many of the books that have the word "unputdownable" on the cover are telling the truth, but this one was. Well almost, I had to put it down to eat my tea and to sleep, but I did read it a lot faster than most books. Very well told story, though how much has been embellished is difficult to tell. Gritty is an understatement, some of the content was rather offensive, but not leave it out would have meant not telling the whole story.

My only criticisms would be that the story was wrapped up too quickly once the main focus of the book was reached (the competition with another analyst) so the whole pace of the book changed. And there were a handful of sections where the author "went off on one" about financial regulation or whatever, and I found myself skipping through those bits without reading them properly. I'm not a banker and I have no desire to be, so I don't care about the minute details that are only going to mean something to fellow city folk.

Four stars because it isn't one of the best books I have ever read, but I did really enjoy it, and the author does know how to write a good story. If you have even the slightest interest in what goes on in the city of London, this book is worth reading.

I worked in the city for seven years, and recognised characters from many of the stories and anecdotes which concur with my own experiences, for example, I certainly never encountered cocaine users, that I was aware of anyway, until I started working there, as are the stories of general laddishness and the walk of fame if you turn up for work in the same shirt as yesterday....nudge, nudge, wink, wink.

Where the book loses credence with me however, is the author's general smugness and desire to turn against the world which made him so much money, and which he obviously enjoyed being part of greatly at the time. Now, we are led to believe he's turned his back on his shallow, consumerist existence and become a tree hugger and philosopher (no mention of whether the drugs bit is still true tho)...spill the beans Geraint, are you donating the royalties from this book to some worthwhile charity?

All in all, can't recommend it at all, unless you have the ability to ignore the author's ego and concentrate on the city anecdotes, many of which are entirely accurate. I'd personally still recommend it as a great place to work and play!

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3.0 out of 5 stars True or false?
Is this fact or fiction?
Inside the author states categorically that this is a work of fiction, yet the book's back cover describes it as non-fiction / memoir. Read more

Published 3 months ago by Mr. K. Rance

2.0 out of 5 stars too basic...
i was expecting 'wall street' for london naughties, what i got was mythical stories that happened to his 'character' - snorting coke, dodgy deals (that didn't go into any real... Read more

Published 4 months ago by Gcrikey

3.0 out of 5 stars Entertaining but little substance
Originally "Cityboy": Beer and Loathing in the Square Mile by Geraint Anderson was an anonymous column" in the free hand-out "The London Paper". Read more

Published 5 months ago by C. Kidd

4.0 out of 5 stars Cityboy
Received the book recently so have not read it but in terms of the condition of the book, good quality.

Published 6 months ago by C

3.0 out of 5 stars Enjoyable in small doses
This book is all about how greedy and selfish cityboys are and hey, Mr Anderson was one of them so he should know, right? Maybe, because it is not clear what is made up. Read more

Published 8 months ago by Joachim O.

2.0 out of 5 stars A book to be enjoyed by those who don't read books
In the least convincing cockney barrow-boy impression since Guy Ritchie, University of Cambridge educated Geraint Anderson (son of Baron Anderson of Swansea) writes an execrable... Read more

Published 11 months ago by Mr. Tristan Martin

2.0 out of 5 stars Columns and novels: two different things
Like a lot of Londoners, as I was at the time, I enjoyed the Cityboy column in the London Paper, in which an obviously more literate and sensitive denizen of the city exposed it... Read more

Published 13 months ago by A. Warmington

5.0 out of 5 stars overskadovers
Excellent book - thrilling in its unbelievable hedonism and unscrupulous search for material gratification. Read more

Published 14 months ago by overskadovers

3.0 out of 5 stars Not to be taken seriously!
It is fiction after all... So should be treated as such! All in all good for light reading.

Published 15 months ago by J

3.0 out of 5 stars Car Crash Captivating
There's a whole clutch of books about the financial crisis and the fall from grace of drug-fuelled, misunderstood city boys and girls and this is probably the daddy of them of... Read more

Published 16 months ago by Zip Domingo

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