Jacqueline M. Pane is in her thirties and like all women she knows that life would be perfect if only she had a small bum, sticky-up bosoms, and didn't grow a moustache once a month . . . Chart her progress as she perfects the art of feeling shitty about every single little, and not so little, bit of herself. The potential for self doubt lies in everything - and it's all her fault.
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Review:
A hyper-active stream-of-consciousness confession which is both very funny and unexpectedly touching! (Joanna Lumley)
DOES MY BUM LOOK BIG IN THIS? This was a question that had to be asked and thank God someone has had the courage to answer it. This is Weir's first, and in my view by far her best, work to date. (Angus Deayton)
Interestingly, Arabella herself doesn't have a big bum at all, it's really quite small. In fact, we're happy to tell the whole world about just how small it is, honestly, we are, just as soon as she stops sitting on us. (
Paul Whitehouse & Charlie Higson)
This book does for bums what Cyrano de Bergerac did for noses. (Alexei Sayle)
Book Description:
This is the diary of an ordinary, insecure woman in her thirties, Jacqueline M. Pane.
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- PublisherHodder & Stoughton
- Publication date1997
- ISBN 10 0340689471
- ISBN 13 9780340689479
- BindingHardcover
- Edition number1
- Number of pages212
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