How do you find the woman of your dreams when you're nearly forty, living in the middle of nowhere and spectacularly ungifted in the art of seduction? Three years into his solo adventure in rural France, Michael Wright has everything he ever a ramshackle house, several manly power tools, a cat, a grand piano and a vintage aircraft. Yet the lovelier his life becomes, the lonelier he feels. Three unfulfilled wishes return to haunt to grow a perfect potato, to fly a Spitfire and, most of all, to meet his soulmate. Written with honesty, self-deprecating wit and life-affirming passion, Michael Wright's new memoir reveals how, while his livestock seem bent on reproduction, a solitary man can learn to accept being single ...Or so he thinks until a bumptious American Labrador and a perilous landing in a light aircraft conspire to offer a glimpse of romance that could turn his whole world upside down.
Having enjoyed the first book so much I wondered if the second in the series would live up to expectations? I wasn’t disappointed. Indeed I wonder if I might have enjoyed this book even more than the first. I found the author’s sense of humour appealing and I felt the I was totally on his wavelength regarding his views on life. Wanting to have a flight in a Spitfire is definitely an ambition we both want to achieve. The challenge of moving to rural France also appeals. Perhaps if I was 20 years younger I might have the courage to do what the author did and move from England, though I would have the benefit of taking a partner with me, that is, my wife. Removing the trappings of many aspects of modern life appeals greatly and investing time and affection in animals is something I would find to be extremely rewarding. His search for a partner made the book all the more interesting and the loss of some of his treasured livestock to predators was a sadness that I could understand. Having challenges of the weather, maintaining and developing an older property, and searching for a soulmate helped me develop an empathy for the author. I was truly sad when I finished the book because I didn’t want the adventure to end. There were many times that I laughed out loud at his descriptions of his adventures but conversely was upset at some of his challenges and predicaments. Having a close friend who moved to France five years ago put the authors experiences in perspective and made me wish even more that I was younger so that I could live in a country that I enjoy more after every visit. Tres bien.
Je t'aime a La Folie is an absolutely adorable recounting of one man's quest to find true love while raising goats in the middle of nowhere countryside of darkest France. I have to say that my LEAST favorite thing about this book was the author's constant reference to where he lived as "darkest France." I got over the darkest fairly quickly and found myself pretending it wasn't there.
And that's the worst thing I have to say about this book. And let's face it, if the worst thing I can say about a book is that the author overuses the term "darkest France," it must be a pretty good book.
And this absolutely was.
While it was regularly repeated that no woman could survive at Michael's home, which he referred to as La Folie (because all homes in Southern France must, of course, have names), I find myself immediately falling for the charm of his quaint life amongst his chickens and goats. With his graceful, somewhat humorous (although I have to admit - there was some humor I just didn't get - times when laughing happened and I truly did NOT understand why) writing style, Michael drew me right into his world, and I was absolutely more than happy to be there. By the end of the book, I felt like Gaston the goat, Martha the hen, and Cat (who actually IS a cat) were my own, and I was sad when I was forced back to reality to discover that, no, they were Michael's animals.
I love it when an author has me on his side, and with such an honest recounting of Wright's year (or two) looking for love in France, he DEFINITELY had me on his side. Everything he thought or felt, he laid it all out there for us to see, and that made this book fabulous. While I'm still not entirely sure what a spitfire is, they were important to Wright and thus became important to me. While his friends did not seem like people I would normally enjoy, through his eyes they became boisterous, fabulous people. Wright is such a compassionate, forgiving person that I couldn't help but root for him all the way through.
My biggest disappointment is that I read this book before reading his first recounting of life in France, C'est La Folie. You can bet, though, that I'll be trying to get my hands on that first chance I get.
Not really that impressed. I read 'C'est la Folie' three years ago, before moving to the same region of France that Michael Wright lives. I thought it was witty and insightful. I also follow his newspaper column, so was keen to read this sequel. There's too much repetition; there's less wit; the local characters, who's antics provided so much of the enjoyment of the first book, are less well drawn. Even his romance, which forms the basis of the book, seems almost unbelievable. It's almost like he wanted to fill a book's worth of pages, without revealing too much detail, or compromising his privacy. I would've preferred some more warts and all.
Loved this more than the first (as much as I loved the first) as it really seemed like a complete story. Love the honesty and how Wright makes each character and the spirit of Jolibois come alive. I felt quite emotional at some points, and truly felt like I was experiencing just a bit of the joy and sadness in parts (don’t want any spoilers here). Recommend.
This has been quite a slow autobiography. At first I thought it was going to be really good but then the pace dropped off. I think what the book needed was the people that were featured to have heard more definition to them. You truly didn’t get to know who they were unlike some previous Autobiographies of life in France.
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A lovely read: the author's quest for someone to share his life, to fly a Spitfire and to reach the level of manly-hood he wished for since childhood. His life in the French countryside brings him closer to nature and to the awareness of the changing seasons, not only in nature but in life as well.
This book should be not shelved in the Travel section but with the Mills & Boons. Having spent the first part of the book bleating on about his quest for a "sexy copine", Mr Wright then spent the second part of the book recording the progress of his burgeoning affair in meticulous, at times embarrassing, detail. I give him two stars because at least he knows how to write.