Top positive review
8 April 2018
If you’ve ever heard Kitty Flanagan (and who in their right mind hasn’t), you’ll feel right at home, because she writes as she talks. As ever, she comes across as a sensible, sane, compassionate person who is also very funny. To read this book is to smile constantly, nod your head in agreement often and laugh right out loud now and then. For example, when being shown round a B & B house by an over-explaining owner, the run-on commentary includes “And these are the stairs. You can use stairs can’t you?” Blessed with a wonderful family, Kitty describes sailing optimistically naively into her twenties, opining that this is a time when the fontanelle re-opens. Sense pours out and stupid pours in. Nevertheless, she got round Australia in one piece. While mentioning various jobs (including being locked in the freezer at a crayfish processing factory) and her entry into the world of comedy, she also gives us edited highlights (aka lowlights) of her relationships with men. Particularly funny (and true) are the comments on men’s ability to grocery shop, and on the rationale of lingerie waitresses. In short, there’s heaps to enjoy. Did you know she can play the ruler? The kind that measures things.