Taron Egerton takes the narration, which makes this an actor’s reading rather than an author’s: timing, mimicry and comic delivery where a self-read memoir would offer the grain of the original voice instead. At twelve hours and twenty-nine minutes there is ample room for digression, and memoirs of this kind tend to use it.
This one is scheduled rather than settled. It is on its way to the site instead of already sitting here, so treat the entry as a marker and check back for availability. When it does land, begin at the beginning; a life told in order is best taken in order. The current shelf is set out just below.