A brave memoir from a UK comedian and podcaster about being an alcoholic. This book had several things working against it: I had never heard of Robins, I’m not familiar with British slang of which there is a bunch, I’m unaware of British pop culture (slew of references), and my knowledge of England’s regions (neighborhoods, cities not named London, etc.) is close to zero. I still liked the book, but I wonder if this was about Daniel Tosh becoming an alcoholic in Southern California would I have loved it? Robins was explicitly trying to fold in humor (validating his comedian/writer status and to counter the dark subject matter of substance abuse), but the laughs were mostly lost on me—for reasons stated above, but also I suspect I just don’t get his version of British humor. I located videos of Robins on YouTube, and found his material corny at best. The guy is clearly sharp and his honesty was on full display. The story did begin to feel redundant towards the latter pages and some of his digressions felt forced for humor purposes with little connection to the main narrative (I don’t need a breakdown of every car you have owned). I’m okay with footnotes, but footnotes to be “funny” get annoying to track and read when they appear multiple times in every chapter… and as mentioned, lacked the funny part. If alcohol plays a substantial part in your life—directly or indirectly—then this isn’t a waste of time. And if you’re from across the pond, it may really be your cup of tea. See what I did there. Look who’s the comedian now.