Context: After the wife had read this, I polished this off whilst in St. Petersburg
Not a bad book at all actually despite the fact that this was the third time I’d attempted to read this. I enjoyed McCourt’s style and the wry way he has of looking at life
This is a nice memoir – I think it’s an improvement on Cider With Rosie. It’s less ephemeral and more down to earth and it could only have been written by someone from Ireland.
What I really appreciated was the gradual importance of literature in Frank’s life as he grows up and how this stands in stark contrast to the general illiteracy around him. It shows just how liberating reading can be.
My father and mother should have stayed in New York where they met and married and where I was born.
Shakespeare is like mashed potatoes, you can never get enough of him.
terrible > poor > mediocre > okay > good > very good > excellent > superb