If you have aversion to regular British style profanities – this book is not for you. Supremely funny, a page turner and an absolutely perfect airport / airplane read. If you have teenage kids, you might even find it relatable with a bit (or many goose pimples) and nightmarish moments of “is it similar….nah!”
The story revolves around a mother – who being a child psychologist considers herself an authority on her own children – not, teenage girl with usual insecurities about beauty and self-worth, teenage boy experimenting with his own sexuality and way too precocious (very adorable) and a loving rock solid dad taking care of all of them, even though a bit in the background.
The book is written in a diary format from everyone’s point of view, so a chance is provided to all characters to unleash their inner paranoia and language is quite relatable to everyday life – though i am not sure, i can ever imagine using F word in front of my parents or (horrifying) attributed to them – oh well! what do i know about the current generation.
It is, in all honesty, a marvellous family – fun to read about and filling you with a warm affectionate feeling. If you are looking for an easy read and few laughs – this one sure fits the bill.