Ash Lynch has worked in the magazine industry for what feels like forever. But he's at a very loose end - his ambition has stalled and his personal life at a standstill.
At yet another of his work colleagues' birthday drinks, Ash eyes Zoe and it's infatuation at first sight. Unfortunately if he's receiving any positive signals from Zoe he's oblivious to them. So it's not entirely surprising when his more enterprising work-mate, Evan, lands Zoe before the week's out.
Ash finds some sort of solace hanging out with Miller, a loner taking a break from his trip around Australia to work at the local (birthday drinks) bar. Ash and Miller quickly become mates and a weird turn of events finds them taking off overseas - for Ash the first of many firsts to come. Their bittersweet journey takes them from Amsterdam to Berlin and onto Athens where almost nothing is familiar.
But will Cali, the girl Ash met in Amsterdam and hasn't been able to get out of his mind since, be the one for him? And is he brave enough to visit her on her isolated Greek island to find out? Or is his sojourn going to dead-end back in Australia with yet another potential relationship biting the dust? Will Ash find a home that makes sense?
Matt Howard is the author of 4 novels, each set in a different city. They are Street Furniture, Taking Off, Ethan Grout, and The Time is Now, Monica Sparrow.
To me the doyens of lad-lit are Nick Hornby, Tony Parsons and their Aussie wingman, Nick Earls. This, by Matt Howard, was not in the same league, but nevertheless was an enjoyable summer read - non-taxing and flowing. Is it perverse of this reader to be put off a book by a single incident, minor in the scheme of the storyline? This was the supposed crash of a Lufthansa airliner at Perth Airport that cut short the lives of the main character's parents. Why did they have to die in such an imaginary momentous event? Why not just a simple car accident? Am I being overly protective of Australia's fine air safety record despite Qantas' best efforts to be our first serious statistic? That being said, why Lufthansa - why indeed not Qantas?????????? Apart from this irritant (to me) and a few grating f-bombs, it is hard to be too critical of this pleasant read - a read without any pretensions of great literary merit. The book is populated by likeable people with only minor blemishes, and the bro and romances (actual and hoped for)are engaging enough to induce further reading until outcomes are attained. Other readers could do worse than this offering to break up the demands of weightier tomes, and for that purpose I intend to check out Matt Howard's other offerings, including his brand new release.
A relaxed read, not much tension in what happened. Even the issues dealt with felt like it all went too smoothly. But perhaps this was meant as a book that would leave you feeling positive about changes in life. I do have to admit I liked a good deal of the desciptive sentences used in this.