May Week Was In June, Clive James

‘Arriving in Cambridge on my first day as an undergraduate, I could see nothing except a cold white October mist. At the age of twenty-four I was a complete failure, with nothing to show for my life except a few poems nobody wanted to publish in book form.’

Falling Toward England – the second volume of Clive James`s Unreliable Memoirs – was meant to be the last. Thankfully, that`s not the case. In Unrelaible Memoirs III, Clive details his time at Cambridge, including film reviewing, writing poetry, falling in love (often), and marrying (once).

`Every line is propelled by a firecracker witticism` London Review of Books

`He turns phrases, mixes together cleverness and clownishness, and achieves a fluency and a level of wit that make his pages truly shimmer... May Week Was In June is vintage James` Financial Times