I wanted to read this one slowly to make it last... but I couldn't hold back and the pages flew by! this book is funny, very funny. Without shirking on some very painful human stories, told with deep sympathy. But like a classic tragi-comedy, our tears are saved by a concatenation of deux ex machina twists that lead us joyfully to a happy crescendo finale, which you'd have to be a real sourpuss (pun intended) not to enjoy! This is a warm, perceptive portrait of us humans struggling through our everyday - and some definitely not everyday - tribulations and hard-won triumphs, brought to us by a very special feline. In sharing her diaries, Lucia the cultured teenage cat gives us a keenly observed, sharply focused - well we know how good cat's eyes are - microcosm of a very local London that, as London does, teems with all manner of fauna and flora, and embraces the exuberant diversity and dark dramas of this world. In one line? The fact is, I always hated cats, but after reading this book, I look around me now and wish I had one - now there's a recommendation!