Quality
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This is a quality book, whether you like golf or not. Well written, easy to read and repeatedly funny. The kind of book you will read again and again.
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A MUST READ FOR GOLFERS AND NON-GOLFERS
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An innovative and fresh book that vividly captures the essence of youth. Although the background is golf, it will appeal to anyone who has been a teenager (everyone!) If you ever played golf as a youngster, then this book will bring back vivid memories of all those sunny days. The struggle between desire, expectation and reality are wonderfully brought together by the author. A great treat if you are buying this book for yourself, a great gift for any golfer in your life, or simply anyone who's young at heart!
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At last a chronicle of a teenage outdoor type
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Not being particularly interested in golf didn't matter a bit for me as I found Nice Jumper said a lot of the things that I feel are true about being a teenager and not entirely fitting in with your mates. For me it was BMX bikes but I think anyone with memories of being obsessed about something and only later realising you may well have looked a bit of an idiot will find comfort in this book. It made me cringe in recognition and laugh out loud at the same time.
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Hilarious, especially so in the correct attire!
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This book is very funny, well written and a joy to read. I'm pretty sure I've seen these people around York, and, well eveywhere, dressed to the teeth in menacing tartan and angry colours. Being a part time golf fan and used to partner-based refusal of golfing chat, I found this book thoroughly entertaining.
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I laughed at his Jumper
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This book is a great teenage confessional, and some fervent golfers may not appreciate its less-than-worshipful tone; but Nice Jumper is a really funny tale of a smelly, gawky adolescence played out in a Conservative (that's with a big 'C'), rule-obsessed enclave that's determined to spoil his enjoyment (of what actually seems like a fun sport) with a few too many unecessary regulations. Meanwhile, his left-wing, hippy parents wonder why he had to rebel against THEM... It's not actually a novel (I found it in the Autobiography section and was intrigued as I had read a couple of Tom Cox's articles in 'Jack' magazine and he didn't look old enough for an autobiography in the pictures!), just a lighthearted, laugh-out-loud true story about the teenage search for identity in all the wrong places. I can see why he changed the names!
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