Me: Moir Vol. I by Mr. Vic Reeves
Jim Moir, er Rod, er, let's just call him Vic Reeves, Britain's top light entertainer, tells the tale of his youth from giant baby to punk rocker in this hilarious autobiography. (See, his real name is Jim Moir, but his family knows him as Rod so the name of the book is Me: Moir both a play on the word “memoir” and a poignant statement on the identity issue of a successful comic not known by his real name.) Filled with humorous anecdotes I cannot recommend reading this book on a plane. I did and had a fit of laughter so uncontrollable the person sitting next to me called the air hostess.
My only other complaint is the lack of a Volume II. Yes, I enjoy Mr. Reeves immensely, but I have to say I adore Bob Mortimer. I'd love to read about the early days of Vic's Big Night Out and creating all those brilliant Reeves and Mortimer brand products! Where can I buy a Walk Me Home Cheddar? And who can forget Bob's perfect turn as Jeff Randall on the remake of Randall and Hopkirk (Deceased)? Well, that will all have to wait for future volumes. Meanwhile, we have Vic's drawings and stories from volume I to whet our appetites. Hopefully calling it Volume I wasn't just an overly confident boast and there are more tomes in the works!