I first read All Points North when it came out in 1998. It’s entertaining, and good-humoured, and, as its title implies, northern.
Simon Armitage, who would go on to become Poet Laureate, mixes anecdote with memoir, both in the second person. There are also a couple of scripts-cum-TV-proposals. All entertaining stuff.
With hindsight, it was this book that first got me into reading the prose of poets. They have a precision I admire. And, on that precise note, why don’t I stop right there?