I hadn’t seen Neil for about eight years, and decided to drop in on him in Leeds, where he threatened/promised to take me to the fleshpots, whatever that meant. I hitched from Nottingham which gave me a great chance to share an hour in a lorry with a very animated Muslim, who had been born […]
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“Go and talk to him. He’s much richer and far more interesting.” – Neil, trying to fend off the advances of a girl apparently named ‘Spro’ in a nightclub with a stick and launching her at me.
No-one had ever commended Bill Bryson’s books to me before a few weeks ago when I started complaining about walking. When I subsequently asked people what they thought of his books, everyone confessed to owning some of his work and enjoying it. Someone even lent me one – ‘Notes From a Small Island’ – his
