What I Read -- My World

I love hotels that have a collection of books left by earlier patrons.  You just never know what you might find.  At our hotel in Agia Napa, the business center had just such a collection, and I picked up two new reads.

One of them was My World, by Jonny Wilkinson.  I'm also counting this one as my January book for the 2025 Reading Challenge - a book you picked up because of its cover.  The edition that was at the hotel was the original hardcover (whose picture is included here), and really, how could I not pick up a book with my first rugby crush's face on it?

The book itself was a mixed bag.  The play-by-play of the various rugby matches that he recounts was candy for me but would be extremely tedious to someone who is not interested in the sport.  It suffers from the same thing that many early-in-life-successes suffers from, causing me to ask, "you're twenty-four, what do you know about life?"  This is tempered somewhat by the last portion of the book which looks forward much more than backward.

It's a quick read full of fantastic pictures of my boy Jonny, including - you guessed it -- the front cover.