IF, like me, you enjoyed reading the three brilliant volumes of Melinda Ferguson’s memoirs, Smacked, Hooked and Crashed, her fourth volume Bamboozled, while also outstanding, offers readers something quite different.
Whereas much of the content of those earlier works might have caused the reader’s eyelashes to veer upwards in shock, surprise, disapproval, Bamboozled will give eyebrows substantially less work to do.
Ferguson started writing this book five years ago. “And then I stopped. Blocked. Distracted. Diverted. Death smirked at us when we awoke and masked ourselves, adhered to curfews, Covid tests, Covid jabs, PCR swabs, as we watched endlessly ticking numbers and stats dipping and climbing, were told of new variants, travel bans quarantines. Time took on a new meaning, with ever-changing calendars of lockdown levels, restrictions, and viral waves.”…