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August 17, 2009
Move over Bryson. Move over Marconie. Move over Holmes. Move over Major Holt. And new (Mostonian) gunslinger is in town.
Kevin Hunt's debut book is a brief History of a society that he is a member of - the North Manchester Battlefield Society - an organisation who gad around Europe looking at battlefields and war graves, Mannequins and road kill badgers. Kevin's wonderfully open and frank account of these trips make glorious reading with a warm smile of humour that builds to a Northern working-class banter at times.
In a no-holds barred account which range from the author witnessing a colleague masturbating to the hellish trip of coach travel to Cologne, the author entertains and enlightens the reader in equal spades.
At times you see what Stuart Marconie would have written if he had been FUBAR in St. Lo after a problem with cars and hotels - an for this reviewer/reader comparing Hunt's writing with Marconie is a HUGE compliment. It's that warm northern humour I was on about. You could not have seen a bloke who goes to Ypres from Tonbridge Wells called Giles giving such a funny, warm, brilliant account of four trips in Europe.
It is hard to criticise the book, maybe the only grumble would be I did not want it to end. But like all good authors, Hunt has left you wanting more and I believe he has deliberately left room for a sequel.
Kevin Hunt's debut book is a brief History of a society that he is a member of - the North Manchester Battlefield Society - an organisation who gad around Europe looking at battlefields and war graves, Mannequins and road kill badgers. Kevin's wonderfully open and frank account of these trips make glorious reading with a warm smile of humour that builds to a Northern working-class banter at times.
In a no-holds barred account which range from the author witnessing a colleague masturbating to the hellish trip of coach travel to Cologne, the author entertains and enlightens the reader in equal spades.
At times you see what Stuart Marconie would have written if he had been FUBAR in St. Lo after a problem with cars and hotels - an for this reviewer/reader comparing Hunt's writing with Marconie is a HUGE compliment. It's that warm northern humour I was on about. You could not have seen a bloke who goes to Ypres from Tonbridge Wells called Giles giving such a funny, warm, brilliant account of four trips in Europe.
It is hard to criticise the book, maybe the only grumble would be I did not want it to end. But like all good authors, Hunt has left you wanting more and I believe he has deliberately left room for a sequel.
August 17, 2009
Not bad. The author is a bit of a twunt though.
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