<div><p> By his early thirties, Stephen Fry?writer, comedian, star of stage and screen?had, as they say, ?made it.” Much loved on British television, author of a critically acclaimed and bestselling first novel, with a glamorous and glittering cast of friends, he had more work than was perhaps good for him.</p><p> <br> As the ’80s drew to a close, he began to burn the candle at both ends. Writing and recording by day, and haunting a neverending series of celebrity parties, drinking dens, and poker games by night, he was a high functioning addict. He was so busy, so distracted by the high life, that he could hardly see the inevitable, headlong tumble that must surely follow . . .</p><p> Filled with raw, electric extracts from his diaries of the time, <i>More Fool Me </i>is a brilliant, eloquent account by a man driven to create and to entertain?revealing a side to him he has long kept hidden.</p></div>