John Barrowman: Anything Goes

Hilarious. Barrowman (with editorial assistance from his sister Carole Barrowman) is a natural raconteur. Randy and profane, breezy and bold, Barrowman's narrative name-drops its meandering way from his childhood love of singing, through his career as a musical theatre leading man, to the joys of shooting Doctor Who and Torchwood in Cardiff.

I really did laugh out loud a few times. And was delighted when he interrupted his storytelling to rant about theatre-goers who set of flashes during performances - something that anyone who has done live theatre hates with a passion because it is not only disruptive but, under some circumstances, can be dangerous for performers.

Barrowman has always seemed to be a truly likable guy, based on the public appearance clips i've seen of him, and he's always come across to me as an out gay man who is totally at ease with himself. These impressions have certainly be strengthened by my reading of this narrative. It's light reading, and I probably wouldn't have bothered except for my love for Captain Jack - but I had a good time reading it, and I'm pretty sure that's what this consummate performer would want to hear from any reviewer.