Where Did it All Go Right? : Growing Up Normal in the 70s Paperback
Andrew Collins was born 37 years ago in Northampton.
His parents never split up, in fact they rarely exchanged a cross word.
No-one abused him. Nobody died. He got on well with his brother and sister and none of his friends drowned in a canal.
He has never stayed overnight in a hospital and has no emotional scars from his upbringing, except a slight lingering resentment that Anita Barker once mocked the stabilisers on his bike.
Where Did It All Go Right? is a jealous memoir written by someone who occasionally wishes life had dealt him a few more juicy marketable blows.
The author delves back into his first 18 years in search of something - anything - that might have left him deeply and irreparably damaged.
With tales of bikes, telly, sweets, good health, domestic harmony and happy holidays, Andrew aims to bring a little hope to all those out there living with the emotional after-effects of a really nice childhood. Andrew Collins kept a diary from the age of five, so he really can remember what he had for tea everyday and what he did at school, excerpts from his diary run throughout the book and it is this detail which makes his story so compelling.
- Format: Paperback
- Pages: 336 pages
- Publisher: Ebury Publishing
- Publication Date: 04/03/2004
- Category: Biography: general
- ISBN: 9780091894368
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Review by KeithJenner
This is quite a fun read, but is nothing exceptional.Basically it is the highlights of the authors diary from when he was a child. Interesting if you also grew up in the 1970's (as I did), but otherwise it probably won't hold much appeal.
Review by Greatrakes
Andrew Collins is a journalist and broadcaster and this book is his antidote to all the misery peddled by Dave Pelzer and his ilk. Or, at least, that's what Andrew Collins says, but it's probably just an ego trip like most autobiographies. He alternates diary entries for each year with written chapters. I enjoyed the nostalgia, I'm older than he is but there is enough overlap to trigger all the memories, we also had similar families and lived less than 50 miles apart, even the obscure slang was familiar.What I disliked was the prose style, in my opinion rock journalists write pretty awful books, the knowing, self referential style that typified NME columns in the 80's, really irritates when sustained for more than a few hundred words, and this book <i>really</i> got on my nerves. About half way through the style improved, and by the end I was trying to get the sequel on readitswapit.My favourite quote from the whole book, comes from the back cover, "They tucked him up, his mum and dad".