Alan is doing the 'in' celebrity thing of going on some type of journey, which encompasses actual travel, intermingled with a less tangible, personal sense of discovery.

Born into a changing world of rationing, Teddy Boys, apes in space and the launch of ITV, Alan’s broadcasting career began as chief DJ of Radio Smile at St.

The deeply personal follow-up to Alan Partridge's deeply personal autobiography, I, PARTRIDGE, charting the highs, lows, and mediums of his one-man walking tour around (certain parts of) Britain. I've somehow missed his previous book, but what really came through for me more here than on TV are the way the character's grounded in multiple layers of deceit - obviously there are the things he knows but refuses to admit to the reader, but then beneath those are the things he genuinely doesn't see, despite their being incredibly obvious to everyone else (though oddly, for me this was least successful in the chapter giving his version of events in the Alpha Papa film, where we've actually seen what went down - it felt like over-egging the pudding somehow, when the rest of the book is so good at making the actual events so clear just by implication). I reckon the web series from last year, Alan Partridge's Scissored Isle, is one of the best things he's done. Some fall a bit flat, but over half of them are almost laugh-out-loud hilarious; in a blink-and-you'll miss them (or whatever the audible equivalent is) never-ending assaults on your funny bone. We’re in Gravesend so it’s likely to be more Morrisons than Waitrose, but (and this is lovely writing) beggars literally can’t be choosers.

And I’m fine with that, not least because these photographs, taken at the start of each financial year, are purely for my own records.And while “I, Partridge” had the benefit of largely describing events fans had seen in previous television shows, here most of the action is brand new. Diarising his ramble in the form of a 'journey journal', Alan details the people and places he encounters, ruminates on matters large and small and, on a final leg fraught with danger, becomes - not a man (because he was one to start off with) - but a better, more inspiring example of a man. Or: “Look at a photograph of my backside these days and it would bring to mind images of a cold bowl of porridge with a skin on the top. I listened to the audiobook version and enjoyed many a hearty laugh, a lot of chuckles and numerous smiles.