Reading this book has been very therapeutic as Nat's experience is very close to home.We have had a son returned to the nest for 2 years and the book helped me a) get some perspective back and b) appreciate my son's feelings more, c)laugh a lot especially at passages that could have been us, and d)laugh out loud at some of Nat's more colourful recollections and comments. Here's a little flavour...no pun intended... " Mum hated Blackpool, from the first moment she saw a woman eat chips with gravy on them ( 'Gravy, Natalie, actual gravy'), Mum reacted as if the woman had set a dog on fire and stamped it into a slice of Mighty White. " of course half the pleasure of reading a book like this is being able to say self righteously " well at least we don't do that!" while hoping against hope that one's offspring are not actually in the process of writing a book revealing all your shortcomings. At one point I dropped the paperback in the bath but decided to dry it off and continue reading..... Was this a Freudian slip.....dropping it in the bath I mean? The crinkly and damaged paperback now emerges as a visual metaphor of the family's experiences......strained but intact....