I loved Linda Smith on Radio 4, and also come from South East London myself, so was keen to read this book. It did not disappoint. Like all good biographies, it showed how the subject came to be what she was, by detailing the who, where, why and when of her life. It was also written with love and admiration by her nearest and dearest. I saw a Daily Mail review online, which said it did not touch on why they didn't have children. I don't think the book needs to be explicit about that, because it gives us plenty of facts from which to draw our own conclusions. Linda's parents had a turbulent and abusive marriage; Linda suffered from endometriosis; she was a gregarious, free-spirited person who loved her career and relationship with the public and was intelligent enough to realise how difficult it would be to mix parenthood with all that. Her early adult life is full of partying into the night, and her latter years lapse into cups of tea and National Trust property visiting fairly seamlessly. I don't think I needed to know quite so much about her favourite tv programmes, but it was interesting to learn of her recent ancestry and the influence of the author on her life. When a person dies so young, I also want to know exactly what killed them, and there is a fair amount of detail on her ovarian cancer which I think it was right and proper to include.
It seems an honest and sincere account. We hear how she dipped into Christianity in her early life, but we also learn how she came to be president of the Humanist Society in the last 2 years of her life. I now know that she knew she was dying when she accepted that position. I wonder if the Humanist Society knew too.