Posted on October 8, 2016
Review: Boys Don’t Knit by T.S. Easton
I’m always on the lookout for books with well-done male POV. Boys Don’t Knit is such a little gem, and I wish it got more attention.
Ben Fletcher is your average teenage boy. Well, maybe not so average, but, hey, we all have our quirks.
“Call me Mr Template. Otherwise known as Ben Fletcher. My friends sometimes call me Bellend Ben which I’m not so keen on. I am small and thin with black hair and brown eyes. I don’t like sports, though my mum thinks I like football. I don’t like cars, though my dad thinks I like Jeremy Clarkson. I don’t like fighting, though Lloyd Manning from school thinks I like being punched in the back of the head. What do I like? I like writing and reading and maths and organising things. I sort of like spending time with my friends, though I’m constantly worried about what new trouble they’re going to get me into.”
After Ben’s friends dragged him into one of their shenanigans, he ended up causing car accident, crushing his bike into lollipop lady and breaking stolen Martini Rosso all over place. Now as a part of his probation he has to complete a journal and participate in the “Giving Something Back” program (which means to spend time with crazy lollipop lady). Worst of all he is forced to attend a class and the only available one is knitting.
Ben is such a likable and endearing character. I see a lot of my son in him. And I loved humor in this book. I constantly smiled or laughed while reading it. There was a lot of silliness and fun in Boys Don’t Knit, but there were also serious thought-provoking scenes and a lot of heart in this book.
I loved everything about this book: Ben’s eccentric and loving family, his friends and their silly antics, hilarious emails with his probation officer Claudia Gunter, his touching friendship with lollipop lady Mrs Frensham and of course awkward teenage first love.
‘You know what I like about you most?’ she asked.
‘My cabling technique?’
‘No. It’s that you don’t know how great you are,’ she said, smiling shyly.
I also appreciate how family positive this book is. In truth I’m sick of “crappy parents” YA trend.
This book is full of happiness and good feelings. It’s a perfect story to curl up on the sofa in the evening after a tiresome day.
PS. Best knitting analogies!
“I’ll tackle the rest later. One stitch at a time.”