I've had this book for years, bought for me as a gift at some point during my Bocellimania years. I started to read it a long time ago and found it a bit dull and didn't finish it. Decided that before I would bring home any more library books I must read a book in my own house I haven't read yet, and chose this one. I got all the way to the end. It was marginally less dull. I can't really pinpoint what about it seemed dull to me - perhaps his referring to himself in third person or perhaps he's just not the best writer in the world? Oh well. At least now I have read it.