...even if you're a big fan of richard herring. i went in to this as a long time fan of all his shows with stewart lee, his current standup and a (rapidly fading, it must be said) appreciation of his podcast with andrew collins.
it's a cliché that all good things must come to an end, and it seems richard herring is well on the slide from worthwhile, funny and satirical comedian into the boring, scatologically-obsessed joke he once parodied.
but clearly he believes he is being very clever at the same time. oh dear.
anyway, the book itself is written in a sickly child-like prose which becomes dull and irritating after a few chapters, while the self-aggrandising (but all the while insisting that they're self-deprecating) encounters are dull and not nearly as insight-worthy as the author seems to want us to think.
even the champagne-bottle-up-the-arse threesome moment was written so badly as to completely undermine the impact.
two stars (it isn't absolutely terrible, merely very bad) is a fair review for this product and unless you can get it for less than a pound, steer clear.