Review
Don't be misled by the pink and turquoise cover or the whimsical subtitle ('a novel of life, love and shagging the plumber'), this is not one of those semi-literate, striving-for-hilarious-effect messes by exhibitionistic young women who think lots of swearing and shagging makes up for a complete lack of talent in the writing department. Though primarily known as a comic, Jenny Eclair should give that up immediately and take to novel-writing full time, if this laugh-out-loud funny, cleverly plotted and acutely observant first effort is anything to go by. The intertwined lives of two middle-class housewives in a gentrified south London street are recounted chapter by chapter by the two women - revealing starkly different versions of the supposed friendship that involves shared dinners, holiday and childcare - and by the omniscient narrator. Jo's jolly, practical, no-nonsense, always-willing-to-help persona curdles into resentful doormat, and every woman will recognise the feelings of fury and frustration that having a 'friend' like Anna's cool, slim, sexy, careless, bitch evoke. The minor characters, especially the children are also both original and credible. The comedy of bourgeous manners - which encompasses a coke-snorting husband and a gay son - descends into something darker and more troubling as the maddening and gorgeous Anna starts to pay the price for her selfishness and Eclair shows just how far one can fall from middle class respectability. Gripping, intelligent and always entertaining. (Kirkus UK)
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This volume of interconnected stories from Perrier Comedy Award-winning Jenny Eclair is a bitter-sweet collection. Each story focuses on the very different lives of a set of characters living in the same street, where happiness is a fragile thing and hairline cracks can become craters of misery.
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