With his intelligence and his connections, Graham Greene could have succeeded at many things. He wanted to be a novelist and persevered at it. He wrote about people on the edge, morally torn.
This, the first of three volumes of autobiography, takes the reader from early childhood to marriage. His father was headmaster of Berkhamsted School, which GG attended and was for a time totally miserable. He could not tolerate boredom. His attempts to relieve it were hair-raising. He went to Oxford, which he tells too little of. He became a journalist, first in Nottingham (I didn't know that) and then on The Times. This he enjoyed but he declined to pursue a safe career here to take his chance as a novelist. The easy route did not appeal, then or later.
The writing here is superb, not a wasted word, moods are created and dispersed, characters appear briefly, entertain us, and go.
There is a theme. He believed that all that he later became could be traced to these years. He shows us convincingly how this happened. So besides being an autobiography it is also, loosely speaking, a psychological study of himself.
A short read and a good one.