Emily Dean is one of the co-hosts of the Frank Skinner show on Absolute Radio in the UK, and I’ve been listening to the podcast of this for years now. It’s my cup of tea for sure, but she’s always been an unknown quantity. Funny – oh yes, very. I’ve learned a bit about her over the years, so when her memoir was mentioned on the show, I definitely wanted to get my hands on it.
Wow. As you can tell by the title, there’s some tragedy in this. Emily recounts her mysterious childhood surrounded by eccentrics and actors, and goes into her life, telling tales with her self-deprecating humour. And then the real tragedies start, and tissues are needed. It’s a beautifully written book. I’m not sure if someone who doesn’t know Emily Dean’s work (including her podcast where she goes dog walking with various celebrities – also recommended) would enjoy it, but I’d say give it a go.