I lived in Sydney for many years and found Richard hilarious. He used to be the presenter on Drive Time and a newspaper columnist. I enjoyed reading his memoir almost feeling like I have had a personal relationship with him for many years. This read had me laughing out loud on many occasions and also had me connecting with it on a more personal level having been brought up in much the same era, his opinions on how emotionally neglected by our parents our generation was rang true.
I did feel some disquiet that he revealed a lot of personal details about his dead parents, that could be taken as deeply insulting to both of them unable to defend themselves, but in the context of making meaning of his early life this is probably okay. Richard justifies his expositing of his parents’ failure by hoping his story chimes with others, and that so many of us have strange or neglectful families and yet somehow most of us survive. Passing down this story may be useful to others and I found this true to a degree for myself. The second part of the book is devoted to the research that uncovered the truth behind his parents lies and limitations.
As it turns out Richard’s extraordinary confidence and self-belief have in some part become a product of his upbringing but more unexpectedly from the unconditional love from his carers in Papua New Guinea.
This book is an easy read and very entertaining.