I'm working my way through Jonathan Coe's books and this is my third. A certain poignant sadness lingers all the way through, very unlike the other two books of his I have read so far which were often more upbeat and quirky. It portrays the history of a life, well told through an heritance of photos and tape recordings. I really felt for the storyteller who never seemed to achieve true happiness and fulfilment. A moral for everyone to live life to the full, never turn a good opportunity down and always follow your dreams with no regrets.

Enjoyed this book but not quite as much as the many others I’ve read by the same author.