Martin Roswson's Stuff may actually be a work of genius... what really astonishes is the strange, robust gravity of the style, combined with an effortless talent for scenic arrangement that manages to fit innumerable disparate incidents into a wholly original shape... a genuinely mature work of commemoration and love, one always attentive to the nuance and texture of things

Absorbing and vivid.... the best and most touching element of Stuff is that, unlike so many memoirs concerning parents, it emphatically delivers... It is a lively and entertaining book, yet its earnest concern, in the end, is to examine what truly remains of the dead we have loved, and to face up to all the sorting

Martin Rowson is one of the most viscerally distinctive and critically acclaimed cartoonists working in Britain today....Stuff is a rich and profoundly sensitive book

He is a sensitive writer, capable of great subtlety and nuanced emotional gear-changes

A wonderful evocation of what it was like to grow up in the Sixties and Seventies. The writing is never less than pin-sharp...deeply moving

Stuff is a candid, sanguine, often very amusing, illustration of a serious point of view

Frequently touching without being mawkish, Stuff is a surprisingly life-affirming read and, despite the emotive subjects being covered, often a very funny one, too

Stuff is a moving, funny and stylish account of how to hang on to the bits you really need

Hypnotically readable, this wonderful book is like exploring an attic packed with fascinating odds and ends... Highly evocative, oddly moving, and includes some marvellous trivia

As fascinating as it is at times utterly disturbing