An international bestselling novel: a year in the life of an elderly man writing an exposé from an old-people's home in Amsterdam.
'Tuesday, 1 January. Another year, and I still don't like old people. Their Zimmer-frame shuffle, their endless complaints, their tea and biscuits, their bellyaching. Me? I'm eighty-three . . .'
Meet Hendrik Groen. An octogenarian in a care home who has no intention of doing what he's told, or dying quietly. To that end, he creates the Old-But-Not-Dead Club and with his fellow members sets about living his final years with careless abandon. Such anarchism infuriates the care home director but pleases Eefje, the woman who makes Hendrik's frail heart palpitate. If it's never too late to have fun, then can it ever be too late to meet the love of your life?
Jeremy Paxman, Financial Times
“Terrific. This geriatric Adrian Mole made me laugh”
Fanny Blake, Woman and Home
“There are many laughs in this book but it's so much more than just a comedy. It's a story about how friendship, selflessness and dignity lie at the heart of the human experience. When I'm an old man, I want to be Hendrik Groen”
“I laughed until I cried and then laughed and cried some more”
“Highly entertaining, utterly convincing. A delightful and touching saga of one man's way of coping with old age”