This book is John Taylor’s attempt to retell the mad days of his youth from his own point of view. I learnt much that I didn’t know at the time, particularly the extent of the drug use. But Taylor is not an author or an intellectual so it reads more like a teenage diary than an autobiography. There is little reflection or embellishment and the events seem to flash past.
It was however, a cracking Christmas read and a very enjoyable journey back to the eighties.