Brian
E. Priest is a brilliant writer. I don’t say that very often. I think I was
expecting a travelogue when I picked Tiddlers in a Jam Jar for review. This is
more a ‘lifealogue,’ if one can be permitted to make up such a word. Apparently,
Brian always wanted to be a gypsey with a horse and a vardo (wagon), and from
his subsequent travels, it appears that he fulfilled this boyhood dream. But
every adventure has to begin somewhere, and Brian’s story starts in war time Britain.
One sentence stood out for me to describe the era of war time and post war
Britain: “Houses were left unlocked in an era of trust.” I found that single
sentence very moving (odd though that sounds), given what life is like these
days as we surround ourselves with walls, electric fences, alarms, and armed
response. Life, although grim and harsh post war, was very different.
Brian
takes us through moments of his (to him and his friends) almost idyllic,
carefree childhood which nowadays would have been considered by the politically
correct arbiters of social and parenting standards to be utterly appalling,
horrifically dangerous, and hazardous to any child’s health. But he survived,
despite the beige school meals, and thrived, until his peregrinations took him
to that far flung edge of the precipice called life. And he jumped. Into the
Antipodes…to begin a new exciting adventure. There are a number of ‘vintage
moments’ that will delight readers and fans of British royalty, art classes,
the Beatles and John Cleese (Monty Python enthusiasts will enjoy references), with
a motley crew of eccentric and memorable characters as friends, and his low-level
entry into the world of publishing. From there, and after numerous hilarious
adventures, Brian headed for Central America (where apparently Americans were
not popular) to enjoy some dangerous encounters, some archaeology with even
more dangerous encounters, North America and Canada, the mind-boggling hippie
culture, and on to Europe and beyond to more adventures in a lifetime than any
one person deserves!
This
book is an Aladdin’s cave of treasure for the reader who enjoys writing that
engages the senses as well as one’s appreciation of great writing. There is
just too much worthy writing to do this book justice in a short review. The
author’s humour and wit are dry and subtle. Don’t rush your reading or you
might miss some deliciously sly descriptions. Each sentence is a polished
visual gem, drawing the reader into the events unfolding or the situation
described. I confess to going back and rereading sentences I particularly
enjoyed. Brian made me laugh out loud on more than one occasion. To be honest,
I think I had a laugh on every page. His style is succinct, sometimes choppy,
and yet the whole flows in a lyrical way, carrying the reader smoothly along on
a never-ending river of images. For me, the imagery evoked in just a few
sentences is something I have hardly ever found. What makes it even more
enjoyable is that the creation of the imagery is somehow effortless. I have
read books where the author drowns their readers in a sea of words, trying to
get the point across or create a picture. Not so here. Each sentence does its
job perfectly. Nothing is extraneous.
I enjoyed
the layout. Each chapter starts with an appropriate image and a brief outline of
the contents. This is unusual but perfectly suits the author’s style of writing
and the contents of this book. Is this a travel memoir, a life adventure,
perhaps literary fiction? Maybe a bit of everything. I absolutely adored this
book. I would encourage anyone who enjoys memoirs, travel adventures, and
literary writing to grab a copy and sneak off to while away some time on a
wholly immersive adventure. The author has enjoyed an enviously enormous amount
of fun in his life. A must-read as well for anyone who remembers catching
tiddlers and putting them in a jam jar…