I've read loads of comedy books which reference the life and career of Malcolm Hardee so I wanted to read his story in the first person (well, first person and ghostwriter anyway...)so although it's now sadly out of print I purchased this from one of Amazon's excellent sellers. Hardee pulls no punches, he fully admits that he's a bad 'un and hailing from roughly the same area in South London suburbs (as did fellow comic Simon Day, someone with whom he shares a lot of common ground with) I can picture many of the scenes he describes. I also saw Hardee MCing at his 'Up The Creek' club in the 90s, arriving on stage to the strains of 'Mr Big Stuff' by Jean Knight.
But I digress, the book is a rollocking read and tells how he swapped the horrors of borstal and prison for a life of comedy and performance. I'd recommend anyone to look up the balloon dance on the internet to witness how amusing it was, ditto the 'banger up the rear' routine. It takes the reader on a journey of how he became a stand-up performer within the 'greatest show on legs' troupe, his touring, drinking, womanising, electioneering and generally being a bit of a dodgy promotor/agent to other acts. There's also fond memories expressed of other acts such as Jo Brand (a former lover), Jerry Sadowicz, Arthur Smith and countless others. Some of the anecdotes, including the titular theft of Mr Mercury's Birthday Cake were pithy and well told.
In conclusion: a great book written a decade before Hardee's sad demise in his beloved Thames - he drowned whilst intoxicated on his 'Wibbly Wobbly Pub' barge, allegedly still holding on tight to the beer bottle. A tragic end for such a local character.