Everyone's favorite rugby fan takes a crack at adulting in this darkly comic novel from the author of The Absurd Life of Barry White. Life was easier when Barry White was just a rugby-playing, pint-drinking, responsibility-dodging manchild. But after accidentally becoming a millionaire, he lets the village think his late mother left them a fortune—including £100K for the church. Now the vicar's done a runner with the cash, the villagers want blood, and Barry's finding it impossible to drift through life under the bed covers. Meanwhile, his best mate Romeo is living the high life, whilst Barry's own girlfriend Diana is sick of his bad influence on her teenage son. Just when he thinks life can't get any more complicated, Barry discovers the vicar in hiding and, naturally, agrees to help him. What could possibly go wrong? With the fugitive minister in his house, the police sniffing around, and his personal life in complete freefall, Barry's only hope is to start telling some truths. But has he left things too late to save his own skin and win Diana back? Because she's got a secret of her own—one that could change everything . . . Packed with laughs, chaos, and Barry-sized disasters, this rollicking sequel to The Absurd Life of Barry White is a wild ride of scandals, scrapes, and second chances.
I enjoyed this book, just as I enjoyed the first one about Barry White. What a kind hearted, unassuming, well meaning anti hero he is. Coping with adult life, without his beloved mother, is difficult. To make things worse, his uncle is developing dementia. Having given away most of his huge gambling win, Barry expected life in his village to resume uneventfully. However, some of his kind deeds bounce back ungratefully, just as the money, which he never really wanted, seems determined to return to its donor. Amusing and touching, this is a gentle and entertaining read.