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3.95 AVERAGE
3.95 AVERAGE
funny
emotional
funny
lighthearted
medium-paced
this latest in the series and still found it funny as the kids are growing up and starting to leave home but do hope however there will be one last book in the series as peter does his A levels.
*I received a free ARC of this novel, with thanks to the author, Harper Collins UK and NetGalley. The decision to review and my opinions are my own.*
Fans of Gill Sims’ Why Mummy… series, or her highly successful Peter and Jane blog, will be familiar with the format by now, as this is Ellen’s fourth and final adventure in the world of adulting (and parenting).
Peter and Jane are now hulking teenagers, obsessed with online gaming and driving lessons, and Ellen finally has a bit of time and space to assess her life and think about her future identity once the children finally fly the nest. Uh oh!
Yes, now that the #parentingfail days are more of a memory, Ellen is looking at her personal and professional life and worrying about all of it indiscriminately. Almost ex-husband, Simon, suddenly seems to want to be involved more, there are ominous rumours of a coming merger at work, and a hot neighbour has moved in next door… but could he be a serial killer? Or missing a willy? Because some things never change, and Ellen is still prone to wild forays into her very vivid imagination at inopportune moments!
Gill Sims captured the highs and lows of parenting small children in a light, funny and eminently relatable way, and now she does the same for parenting nearly-adults and considering becoming an adult yourself. The result is a lovely, feelgood romcom that will have you alternately aawwwww-ing and giggling.
I didn’t think I could bear for this series to ever end, but Sims has achieved the impossible in bringing Ellen’s adventures to a satisfying conclusion, leaving the reader feeling replete with warm fuzzy feelings. Until one’s own Moppets notice and ruin it, of course!
I nibbled my bun and sipped my tea as the hour slowly passed. Seventeen years ago, it didn’t seem possible that I’d be sitting and waiting to hear if Jane had passed her driving test. What was I doing seventeen years ago? Apart from feeling old and thinking I was already a dried-up husk because I was the ancient and decrepit age of thirty-one, which now, with hindsight, seems utterly ridiculous. I’m forty-eight and look upon women of thirty-one as mere babies! They are but ingénues, so hopeful and young, with not the slightest idea of how much cronedom lies ahead of them, or just how much they have yet to dry up. They’re all hash-tagging madly on Instagram about things I don’t understand like ‘bulletproof coffee’ and kimchi and starting podcasts. Anyway. Seventeen years ago. Baby Music. I used to go to Baby Music on Friday mornings. Every Friday morning, sitting in a circle on a hard, cold church-hall floor, attempting to pin a furious and writhing Jane on my lap while clapping along with the other smiley-happy mummies to an irritating song about an old brass wagon.
– Gill Sims, Why Mummy’s Sloshed
Review by Steph Warren of Bookshine and Readbows blog
https://bookshineandreadbows.wordpress.com/2020/10/09/why-mummys-sloshed-gill-sims/
Fans of Gill Sims’ Why Mummy… series, or her highly successful Peter and Jane blog, will be familiar with the format by now, as this is Ellen’s fourth and final adventure in the world of adulting (and parenting).
Peter and Jane are now hulking teenagers, obsessed with online gaming and driving lessons, and Ellen finally has a bit of time and space to assess her life and think about her future identity once the children finally fly the nest. Uh oh!
Yes, now that the #parentingfail days are more of a memory, Ellen is looking at her personal and professional life and worrying about all of it indiscriminately. Almost ex-husband, Simon, suddenly seems to want to be involved more, there are ominous rumours of a coming merger at work, and a hot neighbour has moved in next door… but could he be a serial killer? Or missing a willy? Because some things never change, and Ellen is still prone to wild forays into her very vivid imagination at inopportune moments!
Gill Sims captured the highs and lows of parenting small children in a light, funny and eminently relatable way, and now she does the same for parenting nearly-adults and considering becoming an adult yourself. The result is a lovely, feelgood romcom that will have you alternately aawwwww-ing and giggling.
I didn’t think I could bear for this series to ever end, but Sims has achieved the impossible in bringing Ellen’s adventures to a satisfying conclusion, leaving the reader feeling replete with warm fuzzy feelings. Until one’s own Moppets notice and ruin it, of course!
I nibbled my bun and sipped my tea as the hour slowly passed. Seventeen years ago, it didn’t seem possible that I’d be sitting and waiting to hear if Jane had passed her driving test. What was I doing seventeen years ago? Apart from feeling old and thinking I was already a dried-up husk because I was the ancient and decrepit age of thirty-one, which now, with hindsight, seems utterly ridiculous. I’m forty-eight and look upon women of thirty-one as mere babies! They are but ingénues, so hopeful and young, with not the slightest idea of how much cronedom lies ahead of them, or just how much they have yet to dry up. They’re all hash-tagging madly on Instagram about things I don’t understand like ‘bulletproof coffee’ and kimchi and starting podcasts. Anyway. Seventeen years ago. Baby Music. I used to go to Baby Music on Friday mornings. Every Friday morning, sitting in a circle on a hard, cold church-hall floor, attempting to pin a furious and writhing Jane on my lap while clapping along with the other smiley-happy mummies to an irritating song about an old brass wagon.
– Gill Sims, Why Mummy’s Sloshed
Review by Steph Warren of Bookshine and Readbows blog
https://bookshineandreadbows.wordpress.com/2020/10/09/why-mummys-sloshed-gill-sims/
funny
lighthearted
relaxing
fast-paced
At the beginning, I was a puddle of giggles! I loved the writing style and the sense of humour is right up my alley. However, everything went a bit downhill after that. Not in a super bad way or anything, I just felt it was rather repetitive (hence the three stars). I must say, I did expect that though so it was unsurprising.
If you are in the mood for something funny (and then decidedly less funny towards the end) Why Mummy’s Sloshed is a good one to go with. Not to mention that it’s oh-so-relatable for women, whether with child or not (I found, anyway).
If you are in the mood for something funny (and then decidedly less funny towards the end) Why Mummy’s Sloshed is a good one to go with. Not to mention that it’s oh-so-relatable for women, whether with child or not (I found, anyway).