I heard Imran Ahmad on Midweek (Libby Purves, Radio 4) and was completely charmed. I bought the book immediately. All my maternal instincts resonated when I saw the front cover, and I was hooked after the first page. I loved the directness of the writing, testimonial in style, but precisely and artfully describing significant snatches of life which are revealing and enlightening in its tender observation. I was totally engaged with this portrait, in some ways familiar but intensely curious with the fresh insights he brought with his cultural roots. On every level, Imran Ahmad balances humour with ugliness, sympathy with frustation, dignity with insolence, drawing us along gently, whimsically, and completely. It is a wonderfully warm invitation to share his unimagined and intimate insights, not just as a Muslim but as a child and a man. I was bereft when I read the last page! READ THIS!