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"I should warn you that this book I'm writing is nearly a tragedy on account of how all these people are stuck in my life like trip-wires because I keep falling over them. The trouble is that our Mam and Dad, our lads, our Lucy and Rose, old Ade, Teeny Wallop and the entire street where we live have got no sense of humour. None at all. So if you're reading this, you'd better get your hanky ready."
Here is that mischievous lass from Nottinghamshire, still getting into hot water and disturbing the peace, to the exasperation of her long suffering family.
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