An account of the life and brilliant career of a very talented actress, who will inevitably be best remembered as Sybil Fawlty, but who has been a star since the mid-sixties and has given countless memorable performances. This book gives a very revealing glimpse of the unglamorous realities of working as an actor (killer fact: it took her and Timothy West 31 years to pay off the mortgage on their terraced house in Wandsworth), and plenty of interesting information about Prunella's background and some of the key moments of her life. But despite numerous quoted remarks of Prunella's, and even a long extract from her correspondence, for the most part it fails to convey much of her interior life. For example, there are no anecdotes about her schooldays at Moira House, her two years at drama school produce little detail, other than a traumatic appraisal and a love-affair that is given a sketchy description, and most notably of all, there is a complete blank where one would expect her to explain why she fell in love with Timothy West. The accounts of all these periods are rather generalised and very external. However, there is enough that I think I know what it would be like to meet her.
Apparently, Prunella tried to write her autobiography but found herself unable to do it. Now that Teresa Ransom has provided a structure, perhaps Pru could have another go, supplying the subjective dimension that only she could.
Incidentally, there is no mention in the book of mountaineering, knife-throwing, etc.