Moab Is My Washpot is the autobiography of Stephen Fry’s first twentyish years, and boy does he tell it well. Surprisingly, this remarkable man’s early years were relatively unremarkable (for the time, place and class of course - I found the whole narrative pretty astonishing!). What makes his story so different, and intriguing, are the insights into this genius’s troubled teenage years.
Haunted by his homosexuality, plagued by unrequited love, disturbed by the extent of the distances between himself and his peers and his desperation to join in, Stephen’s descent into depression really captivated me. At times the story is so cringeworthy I wanted to look away, but the tragedy of the story is beautifully balanced by frankly told humourous and hilariously vivid anecdotes.
I adored reading this book, and lapped up the delectable English language used by Fry in its purest and proper form. I wholeheartedly recommend this to any fan of Stephen Fry and follower of his career, and I can guarantee you, it explains a lot! You may well wish to ensure you have a dictionary handy when reading this




