Description This is Willmott's second book and it takes the form of a diary. Whilst dealing with the difficult experiences and questions laid down in his first book, Willmott's latest book is infused with dark humour throughout. Get ready to cry and get ready to laugh out loud. We can all see ourselves in this work and that is what makes Willmott such a talented writer. About the Author David Wilmott was born in 1956, to a catholic family. One of seven children, he grew up in Bedfordshire. At the age of thirteen David left school to train as a priest in St. Albans. David was an exceptional footballer and was expected to become a professional but instead he opted to take up the hippy lifestyle. David became addicted to amphetamine at an early age and was admitted to an institution at the age of 16 after overdosing, David subsequently spent much of his teens in and out of hospitals as he battled his addiction. During this time David almost died from Hepatitis B and suffered many overdoses. Having conquered his addictions in his twenties, David worked in various sales positions before setting up his own business, a recording studio, in an old hat factory in Luton!After the eventual failure of his business (due to a series of burglaries) and his divorce David suffered a breakdown and became addicted to prescription tranquilisers. He eventually moved to live with his parents in Kendal where, after one suicide attempt, he met his second wife. His second marriage also ended in divorce under the strain of his depression. David now lives next-door to his wife and six of his eight children. Currently David is unable to work, has no appetite or energy and suffers from extreme mood swings. David has lost all faith in adults and as he puts it 'society's (post Thatcher) shallow and sad vested interests and general greed for all things' he hoped his first book would help people to understand that life is not all about attainment and fulfilment through greed, thus helping to right some of society's wrongs. This is his second book.