Kieren fallon autobiography of a face

Racing's blue-eyed boy. It might be a stretch to attach that description to Kieren Fallon, but there he is glowering out from the cover of his autobiography, his eyes the cornflower daydream of a Photoshop expert, his face a study in barely concealed scorn.

Never judge a book's subject by its cover, eh?

Fallon doesn't really look like that. Yes, his eyes are blue, but a subtler shade, and now and again the bones of his face fall easily into an attitude of vexation, but he's smiling today, turning his book over in his hands, wondering why the publisher didn't put the happy photo that adorns the back cover on the front instead, saying he'd have preferred it that way.

He likes the book though, approves of it, is full of praise for his ghostwriter Oliver Holt.

The title of the book is Form, a double-entendre that neatly covers the narrative within; form, you know, jockeys and horse Listen Free to Form: My Autobiography by Kieren Fallon with a ... FURUG