I ordered this book late tuesday night, it arrived friday (yesterday) morning. I was out all day watching Notts play Derbyshire so wasn't aware it had arrived. I started reading at 9.45pm and soon realised that this was a book I couldn't put down. The fact that my eyes were involuntarily shutting and I kept dropping the book convinced me to go to sleep some time after midnight. I picked up the book on waking, had a short break to eat some breakfast, forewent the prospect of watching England being hammered by Australia and sat outside with the book. I finished it at ten to one. I obviouly can't pretend to know PCRT at all but he seems like a pretty amusing bloke. I first thought this after reading and enjoying Postcards from the beach... Much of the book charts pretty unsavoury behaviour, the sort you come across and despise, but what won me over was that he doesn't make excuses. He was badly behaved before and after his mum's death. His description of his mum's death and nearly losing Lisa and Poppy caused me to hold my breath til the pages were turned. It does seem to turn out well towards the end of the book, he seems to become quite a nice bloke. It's an excellent book, filled with admirable honesty, much like Stephen Fry's autobiography. And inbetween the anger, frustration and general unpleasant behaviour it's a damn funny, detailed yarn, that you don't get in newspapers.