An interesting autobiography of a well loved actress and TV personality. I was prompted to read this now because of the tragic circumstances of her death. This memoir covers her early days, childhood, adoption, growing up and entry into the world of drama up to her later days. I am embarking now on her last book on her final struggle with cancer. I have vaguely followed Lynda's career with interest since we bumped in to her on the street in Crewe in 1969/70 (?) having just come out of the theatre where we had seen her on stage in one of the Doctor comedies. She was just starting out in her career at that time, but she seemed friendly, kind and humorous. This memoir is a no-holds-barred, painfully honest account of her life, and one which is difficult to read at times. She was certainly not the homely mum of the Oxo commercials, but I can believe that the world of the theatre and film was promiscuous, brutal, fleeting, drunken, shallow and as superficial as she describes it. Not comfortable reading, but interesting nonetheless. Above it all there is lasting friendship and support, humour and kindliness.