`That," commented a colleague on seeing me make gleefully off with this hefty tome, "is an awful lot of Nick Hornby." And so, dear reader, it is: the complete works, in fact, for less than the price of a full-price CD. Which means an opportunity to revel, once again, in the terrace traumas of Fever Pitch; to bask in the power of cheap music as the lads in High Fidelity debate the relative merits of Mitch Ryder and the Detroit Wheels and The Righteous Brothers; to smile wryly at lecherous, likeable Will, who, at the end of About A Boy, finally turns into a man. Nobody captured the 1990s like Hornby did; and for summer reading - good sunny periods with occasional showers - this value-for-money volume will take some beating.
