For those who are familiar with Billy Connolly, they will find this book to be quintessentially "Billy." In a simple yet meaningful style, where each paragraph, sentence, and word adds something to the work, Connolly details his journey through the Canadian Arctic. Lacking his usual barrage of expletives (likely so that his work would be published), the reader gets the sense that Connolly couldn't care less what you think of him or of his book, that he's telling a story he wants to tell, one he thinks should be told. He includes many pictures from throughout the book, as well as little text boxes/bubbles that relate shorter vignettes, add background detail, or just generally give Connolly space to tell a side story he couldn't cover in the main body of his work without detracting from it.
There are two things that I tried to include in my original piece that I took from Connolly: humour, and the detail that Connolly provides in his text bubbles, but in my works main body. I made attempts in some of the sections of my story to give as much historical/cultural detail as possible within the piece, but there's so much to say about Italy that it's impossible to work everything in without turning the work into a history.
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