In the late 80s and early 90s, Stephen Fry had, you might say, 'made it'. Loved for his roles in Blackadder and Jeeves and Wooster, acclaimed for his novel The Liar and surrounded by a glamorous and glittering cast of friends, Stephen discovered that success gave him a taste for excess. Plunging into the high life, he blazed brightly in public and partied unashamedly in private - insensible of the fall which inevitably lay ahead. How had Stephen - so driven to create and entertain - lost his way?
'Highly entertaining.' Observer
'Left me amazed, impressed, in hysterics, open-mouthed and, finally, anxious. It goes without saying that Fry is a brilliant writer and raconteur with a million stories to tell that you actually want to hear. Fry is always, always entertaining company with the most exquisite turn of phrase.' Sunday Express
'I DEFY anyone to read Stephen Fry's account of his twenties and thirties without turning green with envy. He is a genius at telling anecdotes and there are plenty here.' Sunday Times
'A beautifully erudite and richly entertaining page-turner- jovial, witty, scholarly, self-deprecating - with a troubling hint of darkness beneath.' Independent
'Brilliant and bitchy.' The Times