
I also finished my first book of the holiday, Manicdotes by Chris Joseph. I know Chris quite well, though I haven't seen him for 25 years. We were at Liverpool University at the same time and spent our first year living in Morton House, ground floor of B block as I remember. I therefore can't be an objective critic, but I thought the book was terrific. Its a series of anecdotes that provide a skeleton autobiography, and a large part of it portrays the impact that bipolar disorder has had on his life. Chris says that this first hit him a few years after he left university, so it was never a factor when I knew him. Even at that stage however he had had a more interesting life than anyone I met, having already started at University once before, quit to pursue a vocation as a Catholic priest, spent time in a Benedictine monastery, worked as a night club bouncer, and worked in a steel factory where he lost his right arm in a horrific accident. As you might guess, the next 2o-plus years have not been uneventful and I hope our paths cross again some day.
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