As with all good reads, this book has many layers and depths - easily enjoyable as a darkly comic memoir and again as a postmodern parable on life’s opportunities, relationships and how single minded obsession can almost ruin it all.
Mellor writes with a deft hand, his comedy has a light, wry touch, combined with a self-depreciating sense of irony that is utterly endearing. His observations and quips about his life and the people in his life are often hilarious, but delivered with a warmth and genuine affection that carries the reader along. Charlie’s almost helpless addiction to his own nemesis in the form of Pennie Fenton could very easily have been used as a catchall excuse for the writers, sometimes terribly selfish, behaviour, but thankfully the author avoids this trap, making no excuses and blaming no-one but himself. The later twist in the Pennie Fenton story arc I felt was a little contrived, but did not affect my enjoyment, and, if anything made a second reading that little bit extra special.
It is rare that I would recommend a book as highly as this one. It is genuinely funny, very well written and with a morality that stands out amongst others of the same genre. My only regret is that I did not read this many years ago when so much of my life could have been so different had it not been for my own personal Pennie Fenton.