A review by samharnold
Cheryl: My Story by Cheryl Cole

5.0

Now I am sure there will be the normal haters out there that don’t give this book a chance and say it is rubbish without picking it up. No matter what I put here their opinion will not change. For those of you rounded enough to have an open mind and for the down right fans. This book is awesome the girl can seriously write. Yes, I know before I get a 100 emails I am sure someone helped Cheryl Cole write this book. However, if people were interested enough to know about my past and then someone else offered to help write my book I would take the help, who wouldn’t. I have to say though, there is enough fact and feelings in this book that this is Cheryl’s autobiography written in her words.

The book starts with a women in the hospital recognising Cheryl and asking for her autograph when she was recovering from Malaria. With shame I wonder if I could have been that person asking a sick patient whether I could have their autograph. When do celebrities stop being humans beings? The honesty in the book is at the highest level this is a person who wants us to know about her life warts and all. I love the way that when Cheryl didn’t remember aspects of her life she was honest enough to say. I was always concerned at how these celebrities could remember every aspect of their life with no gaps. If I was to take one exception to the whole book it would be Cheryl’s mention that southerners did not get a geordie sense of humour. If that is the case why did I find myself chuckling along at passages of the book. It is lovely when an authors personality comes through in their writing.

The book ends with the line “I hope you have enjoyed reading it?’ Well, I can say without reservation that yes I enjoyed it very much.