Knowledgable, erudite and very very funny. Hughes writes about his early experiences in the art world, but also about growing up in Australia, and apart his father's time as a hero of the World War One flying. It is packed with an eclectic mix of information and reminiscence - really solid research, lots of gossip and plenty of laughs - all made a joy to read because Hughes really knows how to write. From a terrible Christmas dinner to the floods of Florence, he moves jolts you from laughter to horror.