Motherwhelmed

Motherwhelmed

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Author: Anniki Sommerville

Format: Paperback

Number of Pages: 400


'Hilarious. Makes me feel like I'm not the only one.' Cherry Healey Funny and courageous fiction for fans of Dawn O'Porter and Gill Sims. 'Had me rolling about laughing...I read this in one sitting it was that good' Chellsandbooks Rebecca is 42, has a beautiful child and a wonderful husband. But she just hasn't been feeling herself recently... Rebecca thinks a great night out should involve a packet of Marlboro's, six double vodkas and snogging a colleague. Not gormlessly drinking a zero-alcohol No-hito while Instagramming a vegan chicken wing. Rebecca wants to ride on a Harley Davidson, to crowd surf till dawn, then collapse in a heap after swigging from a bottle of Jack Daniels . . . not sit in a soul-destroying meeting surrounded by 'blue sky thinking' and men half her age who interrupt all the time. She's had enough of commuting to an office that is so cold people have to wear blankets all day. And she can't help asking herself why her adorable daughter must spend all week in a containment zone for pre-schoolers. Rebecca wants to feel that there's MORE coming her way, rather than less . . . In short - Rebecca wants out. But where to?



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Author: Anniki Sommerville

Format: Paperback

Number of Pages: 400


'Hilarious. Makes me feel like I'm not the only one.' Cherry Healey Funny and courageous fiction for fans of Dawn O'Porter and Gill Sims. 'Had me rolling about laughing...I read this in one sitting it was that good' Chellsandbooks Rebecca is 42, has a beautiful child and a wonderful husband. But she just hasn't been feeling herself recently... Rebecca thinks a great night out should involve a packet of Marlboro's, six double vodkas and snogging a colleague. Not gormlessly drinking a zero-alcohol No-hito while Instagramming a vegan chicken wing. Rebecca wants to ride on a Harley Davidson, to crowd surf till dawn, then collapse in a heap after swigging from a bottle of Jack Daniels . . . not sit in a soul-destroying meeting surrounded by 'blue sky thinking' and men half her age who interrupt all the time. She's had enough of commuting to an office that is so cold people have to wear blankets all day. And she can't help asking herself why her adorable daughter must spend all week in a containment zone for pre-schoolers. Rebecca wants to feel that there's MORE coming her way, rather than less . . . In short - Rebecca wants out. But where to?