John Mortimer. Clinging to the Wreckage (1982) A paradoxical memoir, mixing pain and happiness, gloom and laughter. Mortimer knows the frailties of human beings, including his own. I found this memoir moving, and, despite its melancholy, oddly uplifting. I think he wrote a continuation; if so, I’ll want to read it, too. *** (2005)
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