Why Do I Say These Things?

Why Do I Say These Things?

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Author: Jonathan Ross

Format: Hardback

Number of Pages: 336


Irreverent, tangental, highly intelligent and irrepressibly exuberent, Jonathan Ross is our best-known television 'Personality' for good reason and his take on growing up, and the world around him, is laugh-out-loud funny. With stories that range from discovering B-movies to fashion, from diets to childhood sweetshops, favourite presents and from sex to pets (and back to sex) this memoir displays all his customary energy, wit, lasciviousness, self-deprecatory humour and random meandering, and reveals that in short trousers he was as cheeky, vain, and frankly ridiculous at times, as he is in those suits...
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NB: This is a secondhand book in very good condition. See our FAQs for more information. Please note that the jacket image is indicative only. A description of our secondhand books is not always available. Please contact us if you have a question about this title.
Author: Jonathan Ross

Format: Hardback

Number of Pages: 336


Irreverent, tangental, highly intelligent and irrepressibly exuberent, Jonathan Ross is our best-known television 'Personality' for good reason and his take on growing up, and the world around him, is laugh-out-loud funny. With stories that range from discovering B-movies to fashion, from diets to childhood sweetshops, favourite presents and from sex to pets (and back to sex) this memoir displays all his customary energy, wit, lasciviousness, self-deprecatory humour and random meandering, and reveals that in short trousers he was as cheeky, vain, and frankly ridiculous at times, as he is in those suits...