Man vs Bookshelf

Man vs Bookshelf: Harry Redknapp

This entry is part 35 of 104 in the series Man vs Bookshelf

Honestly, I’ve been meaning to write this blog for ages.

Days and days.

Cause, as you’ll know from my previous blog, I always wrote my blogs during my lunch break until I fell out of the habit.

Then, come my Odd Thomas blog, written in desperation late last weekend. As Sunday tumbled towards Monday without remorse. I made myself a promise. I was going to sort my shit out.

Then I didn’t.

Every day there’s an excuse. Oh, I have to go out and get lunch. Oh, I need to catch up on Eastenders. Oh, I have to go up at the pet shop and see if any of the hamsters want to love me. Etc.

So I’d do one of those things instead, casting the blog aside like the son who turned up on my doorstep after 17 years.

Now here I sit, 20:20 in the evening, trying to write this blog tired and grumpy, the first hint of a tear in my eye.

I just want to sleep.

Of course, if I hadn’t a blog to write I wouldn’t be off the writing hook. I should now be writing my novel, if we’re being honest.

But that’s not the point.

Point is, this review isn’t going to be very good, or long, or even in existence.

But, hey, this isn’t homework. You can’t have a go at me and give me detention.

Please don’t have a go at me and give me detention.

I’ll still try my best.


Harry Redknapp: Always Managing

Hang on, it’s an autobiography anyway?

Sod that.

This is an autobiography by Harry Redknapp.

So, if you enjoy autobiographies and you’re a fan of Harry Redknapp, why not give this a read?

If you don’t enjoy autobiographies, and you’re not a fan of Harry Redknapp, don’t give this a read.

I mean, why would you even consider it?

Kinda weird.

Is it well written though?

Sticking with the theme of honesty that has permeated this blog and the series as a whole, I have to say something.

I skim read at least half of this book.

The first half, that is.

That’s no slight on Harry, I should say. I just wasn’t as interested in the first part of his career as the second, and I was in no position to read anyway.

I was tired, I was grouchy. I regret it, okay?

But I did read the second half of the book, and that was good.

It didn’t drag. It was personable and straightforward and it only told the interesting bits.

I suspect he had help, but I wouldn’t want to cast aspersions.

So I repeat. If you like autobiographies and are interested in Harry Redknapp, give this a read.

You won’t be disappointed.

A promise/ Some promises

Here look, I’m going to make another promise.

From tomorrow I am going to get back into writing at work.

I promise.

And I am going to focus on my reading again – no more skimming.

I promise.

The next blog will be a marked improvement on this one.

I promise.

And, just to set your mind at rest, I want you to know my rate of keeping promises currently stands at 0.045

So… there’s that.

The Hamsters

I was going to talk about the Hamsters.

But actually, I’m not going to talk about the hamsters.

You’re not interested, are you?

And I am super tired.

Here’s a picture to tide you over, though.

So, all that’s left to say is I’ll see you…

Next Time

Next Time we’re back with something more interesting to say, and we’ll be saying it about the first season of Doctor Who

It’s the Doctor Who Season One Shooting Scripts.

Loud cheer.

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International worst-selling author Mark Ayre has been writing since before he could pick up a pen (somehow). An author of mystery and suspense novels including the James Perry Series of mysteries.

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