Gill Sims is notably better at swearing than most other people. In fact she’s gifted. And it’s her ability to direct this gift towards the everyday trials of motherhood that makes us admire her, because we wish we could swear so effectively at and about children and husbands and life in general without feeling bad about it afterwards. She’s very very funny in this book, especially when confronted with her horribly smug sister in law and her six children. And there’s room for a good book club debate at the end: should she have been expected to bail out said smug sister in law with the money from her app? Discuss with wine and much swearing.
