We went there for everything we needed. we went there when thirsty, of course, and when hungry, and when dead tired. We went there when happy, to celebrate, and when sad, to sulk. We went there after weddings and funerals, for something to settle our nerves, and always for a shot of courage just before. We went there when we didn't know what we needed, hoping someone might tell us. We went there when looking for love, or sex, or trouble, or for someone who had gone missing, because sooner or later everyone turned up there. Most of all we went there when we needed to be found.
A beautifully written memoir about being a boy who is forced to be a man when his father deserts his mother. The bar becomes his source for male role models, for good or for ill. Lyrical and heartfelt. I just hope he's not pulling a Helget or a Frey.
5.0 out of 5.0 Black and Tans.