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From the date in the
front cover I have had this book since January 2020 and I think I
have been trying to read it, off and on, ever since – I found it
hard to really engage with it, the jumping around in chronologies was
sometimes a challenge to follow.
And maybe this is a
characteristic that sees to Chris Packman’s encounter with the
world – his neurodiversity created a separation from most of those
around him.
One aspect that I
enjoyed was that Chris grow up in Southampton and a various points
there are references to places in and around the City that I know –
although most have changed in the decades since he was a child.
While this is a
story, in part, of the origins of Chris’ passion for nature which
has driven his career there is a lot of death in it, and often it
seems Chris is the source of it. This might not be exactly the origin
story we would expect.
It is also an
account of Chris much later in life addressing, through therapy, his
attempted suicide – this provides a counter point to the first
person narrative of his childhood.
Overall it is a
jigsaw, and probably like any life story we don’t have all the
pieces, we don’t have the picture on the box for reference, we are
trying to connect the pieces glimpse the image, and I think Chris is
actually doing the same – it feels that the process of writing this
will have been a therapeutic one.