Martin Lukes is the creation of Lucy Kellaway, and has been a regular feature of the FT for years. He’s the ahead of a-b global (I’ve left out the fancy characters), and what we’ve got here is a year in his turbulent life as he goes through his highs and lows via his email.
If you’ve ever read E by Matt Beaumont, you’ll know the sort of thing. I could say, if you’ve ever read Les Liaisons Dangereuses you’ll know what I mean, but this isn’t quite the same kind of epistolary novel.
I found it enormously amusing, although the regular emails from Luke’s “Coach”, Pandora, bored me. I think we got the joke quite quickly thanks. Leave it and move on.
I don’t think that this books is a straight cut and paste job from the columns because obviously Lukes needs introducing, and there is an ending to the book. As something to read to and from work on your daily commute, it’ll keep you occupied for a couple of days.
