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I was looking forward to reading this. A book about Terry that was not written by him might mention his wig. No such luck. Terry is wonderful, Terry is marvellous, Terry does wonderful things, Terry is fantastic. It could have been written by his mother. And how the author ever became an author I'll never know. The number of times she wrote, 'but more of that later'. Pure puke making drivel.
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This book contributes nothing to anything
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Possibly the worst book I have ever read of any genre. I would have enjoyed a good book on Wogan. This is not it.
It fails on three levels: 1. There is nothing original in this book. The complete lack of any references suggests that this was cobbled together from a quick scan of other books and articles. The author does not appear to have spoken to anyone on her subject. 2. The meaningful contents of the book could be compacted into a pamphlet. The book was obviously intended to cash in on Sir Terry's knighthood and, in order to justify the cost and cover the lack of effort, the author constantly repeats the same points over and over. One suspects that three pages later she has forgotten that she has already said something a dozen times previously. 3. The book is quite simply very badly written, with little discernible structure. The written skill level appears to be that of a twelve year old.
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