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Who am I to tell Eric Idle what his memoirs should feature? At one point I skimmed a couple of other reviews on the book's Goodreads page, with people critical that so much of this book featured anecdotes about Idle's life galavanting with living legends (George Harrison, Robin Williams, Stephen Hawking to name just a few). As I read, I found the stories to flow so naturally that I really couldn't see what the fuss was about. Many stories had a random photograph as illustration, so I imagine that the photos drove a fair amount of the content. I learned a lot about Idle that I didn't know before—things that he spoke about outright like his childhood years, but some between-the-lines stuff like that his personality seems to be fairly different than I had imagined it, if I had gone through the trouble of actually imagining it. I had basically no preconceived notions of him or this book when I discovered it at the library, I was not expecting a master class in how to write classic cult comedy, nothing like that. It was a fast but entertaining read, which was exactly what I needed at the moment I read it.