Eight-time Sony Award and double Bafta winning writer, comedian and broadcaster Jon Holmes became a father for the first time in 2010. With a second child in 2012, he has had to fill in a hell of a lot of health forms over the past couple of years. The problem is, he's always had to leave the sections about hereditary illnesses blank because of one simple problem. He has no idea who his parents are. Born to an unmarried mother and an unknown father, Jon was adopted as a four week old baby just as the 1970s were arriving and grew up with new parents in Warwickshire in a haze of short trousers, long summers, oatcakes, a jealous dog, and a bionic man. Along with plenty of love. This is the story of how an unwanted baby in Stratford upon Avon went on to become a wanted man in the state of Texas, and everything that happened in between.
Once again, I wonder whether this memoir is more than just a trawl of someone's childhood and young adulthood for some amusing anecdotes and conclude no, and question why I bothered. The writing was actually quite good and Holmes was funny, but there was little that was particularly novel.
Considering that the 'explanation as to why men are so rubbish' component was actually part of the title, I was expecting more in the way of thoughts on 'men'; instead this seems to be reduced to a straw poll of his mates who agree they'd have looked down a nurse's top while their wife was giving birth in the first chapter, and nothing else after.
In some ways, this was refreshing in that a BBC-type figure wasn't trying to excuse selfish behaviour by agreeing we need to combat toxic masculinity (Robert Webb and Grayson Perry, I'm looking at you) but this wasn't an alternative take - there was no take on it whatsoever. Instead we have assorted scrapes, fumbles and messing about with his mates. Sometimes these are inherently funny and sometimes Holmes' writing itself brings a smile, but there are only so many near-fights and drunken antics that I will actually find engaging, and most people will either be puritanically horrified or look at this with a shrug (with perhaps a few LADs who would find it hilarious, but which of them would read a book in their leisure time?). His footnotes are also quite annoying, with too many jokes along the lines of 'he looked like X in Y (despite Y not being released at that time!!!!)'
So in the end it's another book in which a well-known figure describes a normal childhood and youth, and while the nicknames and capers might be unique, the overall tone could be found elsewhere on the biography shelves. Unless you are a Holmes superfan, I wouldn't make an effort to read this.
I liked the last part of this as it felt more interesting and less forced. A lot of the book is based around childhood. Is it just me, but I don't really remember the "antics" we has at primary school. For comedians this is quite a tired well covered aspect. Also, all the footnotes and similes to cult films like The Exorcist are a bit wearing. But I got through to the American road trip and this was worth it.
I've been struggling to find a book to keep my attention during lockdown, but Jon's anecdotal selective autobiography did the job a treat.A bit rude,but I really laughed out loud, which I don't really do.You may know Jon from radio comedy like The Now Show,and lots of appearances on Radio 4 extra.
Dismal. I'd never heard of him before, this was just a blind library pick. However he was part of Radio 4's The Now Show, which is pitifully weak. This self deprecating style takes a certain sort of writer to pull off, and Holmes is not not he. Just terrible