“Mrs. Byrne, you’ve a beautiful, very pale, ginger-haired baby boy, with a wonky eye.” My mother wept for all the wrong reasons as she was handed me by the midwife. She could have slept with a platypus and still I would have come out better than this. So begins Jason Byrne’s Adventures of a Wonky-Eyed Boy, a hilarious memoir that captures the childhood adventures of an accident-prone youngster in 1970s and 1980s Dublin. It was a time when your brother persuaded you to eat the grease behind the cooker by telling you it was caramel, your house is blown up by lightening, your dad mixes up the toothpaste and the ‘arse-cream’, and you fall asleep each Sunday night to the sound of one of the neighbours, who were all named Paddy, drunkenly singing Magic Moments in the good front room. All of this while trying to stop your wonky-eye giving the game away.
"When you read this you’ll realise Jason might actually be the normal one in his family." - John Bishop
"I loved this book so much I wanted to cover it in wallpaper and write to all my pen pals about it!" - Amy Huberman