It’s a good one this - a real charming and funny book.
The book is planned quite loosely and even haphazardly (and that’s not a criticism!) into larger chapters that are made up of a series of little tales, anecdotes and stories. Phinn concentrates his social commentary on the subject matter of education, language, life at large and the merits of British (especially English) cultural identity. It would, of course, be totally remiss to not include the fact that Phinn laments fairly expertly on life in the northern county (or country – your choice!) of Yorkshire. With the latter especially, he does it proud and proudly.
Phinn has a lovely writing style that is relaxed and reflective but, possibly more importantly, it really makes you chuckle. There are a lot of little story gems and anecdotes that Phinn includes here from visits all over the place and especially to Yorkshire schools. Stories are told innocently enough but often end with that one final unintended and often seemingly accidental punchline that provokes a gentle giggle and light relief at what really has to be the sanctity and sticking plaster of life – pure humour. Every reader is sure to find their own particular favourite story here and, just for the record, I found the ‘Three Little Pigs’ story to be a real classic – I totally would not have predicted a last line like the one I read here - yikes!
I must admit that at the start of the book I was worried. Within his early narrative Phinn did refer to OFSTED-esque jargon and I quote ‘it is often when the lessons are dull, and the teacher lacklustre, that poor discipline emerges’. As a senior manager in a UK secondary the bells were ringing as I just didn’t want to grapple with any specific OFSTED-esque ideology or potential teacher critique as part of this reading. I admit, I braced at Phinn’s ex-OFSTED involvement but then, through time in the book, reasoned to myself that Phinn as an educational thinker is quite reasonable and liberal with his rationale. I must say that he speaks broadly about school and with what is often good and old-fashioned common sense. I un-braced therefore, I un-braced and enjoyed, no harm done.
I would and will recommend the book to many, but teachers, lovers of good craic and good stories and ‘Yorkshirephiles’ should really create a place on the bookshelf for this.