Amazon Review
From life with Ma and Da in County Limerick, with weekly packages of books, magazines and comics from his Auntie May filling his fertile brain with adventures and humour, Michael Terence Wogan reached the heights of broadcasting via the Royal Bank of Ireland and Radio Eirann and stayed there.

Displeasure in his working life seems minimal, though the BBC replacing him with the doomed early evening soap, Eldorado still chafes. Contented in family life with wife and three children, he speaks thoughtfully of its sad events: the death of his parents, and the loss of his firstborn.

On referring to the mystery that occasions success in show business he says, without rancour, "Nobody knows anything in our business which is what my friend Sir John Birt couldn't accept. An engineer by training he never grasped the essential imponderability of our game. He thought the inexactitude, unpredictability of public taste could be ironed out by reason, procedures, good management and focus groups--laudable but a waste of time."

Of his own competence he confesses, "I sit before the microphone every morning speechless, without an idea with which to bless myself". No such worries in this articulate, informative and most engaging reading. --Lyn Took