It was an interesting choice since I am not a huge fan of Great Big Sea, I like them but, you know, I'm not mad about them. I think Gill was tapping into my recent love of all things Canada and so - Alan Doyle.
What struck me was how quickly I was captured by his childhood, the love of his home, his parents and his understanding of where he lived. The simple joys of boyhood were everywhere and I laughed out loud quite a few times.
I probably stopped my wife a dozen times to read a passage from the book. This is a very good sign that the man can write.
I knew nothing about Alan Doyle and now I have tickets to see him in March.
It was a terrific read and I am so glad to have had the experience.
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