Bonkers is the perfect title for this memoir by Jennifer Saunders. The book is delightfully bonkers in almost every way. The quirky photos. The hilarious self-deprecating humour. The wayward chronology. Breaking all the normal rules of memoirs.
But if you are a fan of either Saunders (Edina in AbFab) or Dawn French, you should read this as well as Dear Fatty by Dawn French
Here are a couple of tiny extracts:
'So, dear reader, I will tell you all I remember, and embellish all that I don't. For my publisher's sake I shall name-drop regularly and mention royalty as much as possible'
'I DON'T WANT TO BE LINKEDIN. I have spent my whole life trying to be linked out.
I don't want to have to get there first, see it first, be the first to have it, know about it before anyone else. It's like the news nowadays. Why are they always reporting what people might be saying, what decisions might be made? Why can't we wait? We're not babies who need to be told that supper is nearly ready, or what' going to be on the next page of the book. Shall we guess, children?
Everybody's leaking these days.
I know I certainly am, but maybe that's just my time of life.'
Jennifer's humour shines through the book – including when she talks about being treated for breast cancer. And she includes some enjoyable rants about stuff.