This is the first novel from Alan Clark; he has had a chequered career and was prompted into writing this when Sue Townsend told him that, he had wasted his life thus far. So I think we owe her a debt of gratitude, as this is one of the funniest, thoughtful, irreverent and charming books I have had the pleasure of reading.
It is about Rory Blaine, he was orphaned at an early age and taken into the care of his very right of centre Grand Mother. He was brought up in a fantastic gothic mansion in North London not far from Hampstead Heath. At some time in his past he was caught in the folly committing what his Grand Mother considered to be an extreme folly indeed. He was thus exiled to boarding school in Scotland, with no-one to care for him but Miss Wishart the spinsterly matron of Glenlyons. On her death bed she seems to have decided to forgive him and he is not only summoned by a once household name in show biz Mr Vic D'Orsay, who has befriended the dying woman, but also is put back into inherit the mansion. Vic has an idea for its' future which takes hold in Rory's mind. That is to turn it into the countries first retirement home for gay men or as Quentin Crisp once said `stately homo's' .
What unfolds is how he and Vic pull it off, no pun intended, and all the characters that come together (sorry another one) to make it happen. There is love, tragedy, English heritage and a load of laughs along the way. This is one of those books you are sorry to finish as you get to know and in nearly all cases love the characters. I hope Alan Clark decides not to waste any more of his life and writes another, seriously he writes so well that I would pay to see his shopping list, he would probably have something filthy on it too - bless him, thoroughly recommended.