Some reviewers and some critics have 'panned' this book and I readily admit that it is no literary masterpiece. However, books are surely for enjoying, too, and I thoroughly enjoyed reading about Nigel Havers's charmed upbringing and sometimes hare-brained adventures in the social, film and theatre worlds. Mr Havers may not be a star writer, but I give him five stars for entertaining me, and he is undoubtedly one of Britain's finest theatrical and film stars. His tales are well worth telling, too, and have been well told.
If I have a criticism at all to offer, it is that some may object to the author's 'Hooray Henry' language and lifestyle. I also found two disconcerting and inexcusable spelling errors, one being when he brags to a gun enthusiast film director in Los Angeles of having a pair of 'Purdys' (they're Purdeys, Nigel!), and another when, in various instances early on in the book, he mentions his old prep school headmaster, 'Charles Blackburn.' As I attended (several years earlier) the same school near Bury St. Edmund's, in Suffolk, I remember very well Charles Blackburne. We boys were encouraged to call him 'Charles' and that was thought to be very progressive at the time.
From his happy and privileged childhood to his present 'maturity,' Nigel Havers has been a fun person and this is a fun book through and through: get it now!
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