Oh no, this one ended up being much longer than I planned. And I still don’t think I’ve said everything that needs to be said about this book. Usually, when you pick up a memoir, you expect that the author and their life will be the main focus of the book. But this doesn’t always have to be the case; a few months ago, I reviewed Rick Morton’s 100 Years of Dirt, which bent this mould out of shape a bit by including the author’s […]