I’m not sure exactly how we got on to it, but I recently had a conversation with some colleagues about what we would call our autobiography. I can’t remember any of them, including my own, apart from one; “The boy who couldn’t fail”.
It was meant as a joke and made me laugh. It also got me thinking about Rik Mayall’s autobiography “Bigger than Hitler, better than Jesus”. I’ve never read that book, but I have never forgotten the name, and I instantly want to read it when I think about the title.
Why? Because they both stood out from the crowd, forcing their way in to my long term memory.