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This was okay, quite an easy read about the author’s perspectives growing up in a working class neighbourhood in England vs his experiences living in Singapore.

No society is perfect, you get to pick your own poison. That said, for the average person, Singapore’s downsides pale in comparison to more pressing bread-and-butter and societal issues elsewhere, and is another reminder for Singaporeans to count their blessings.

The author has a very distinct tone and writing style that comes across as an English lad’s banter. It can be biting, sharp, sarcastic at times and heavily context-reliant so you’ve got to be in the know to get the joke. As this is not quite my cup of tea, so I didn’t roll around with laughter and tears in my eyes like some others might have.

I did feel like the points covered are rather on an observational, surface level and that the material was not looked into too deeply. Then again, as this is intended to be more of a personal take from a foreigner’s point of view, I suppose that would defeat the purpose of the book.