The debut memoir from a brilliant new voice in non-fiction - gloriously funny, bitingly well-observed and emotionally raw.

‘Deftly explores expectations of modern womanhood … Full of adventure and awe’ Dolly Alderton

People always said I’d find love where I least expected it. I always said they were idiots.

I had no idea how to commit to another human being.

I could barely commit to reading a magazine, and I wrote for magazines for a living. My specialist subject was celebrities, and my own relationships made their marriages look eternal.

I’d never paid a household bill that didn’t mention bailiffs, and my idea of exercise was to go and stand outside a famous person’s house and stare until I’d convinced myself that I lived in it.

But my life in LA was happy; free of care and consequence. That was, until I came down to earth - with a bump.

So this is the story of how I staggered from partying in Hollywood to bringing up a baby in Piss Alley, Dalston; how I never did find a copy of What To Expect When You Weren’t Even Fucking Expecting To Be Expecting, and why paternity testing is not a good topic for a first-date conversation.

**AN EVENING STANDARD AND COSMOPOLITAN BEST BOOK OF 2020**
**AN OBSERVER NON-FICTION BOOK TO LOOK OUT FOR IN 2020** ___________________

Praise for THE HUNGOVER GAMES- ‘Funny, dark and true’ Caitlin Moran ‘A deeper, funnier, realer, more poignant Bridget Jones’ Philippa Perry
‘Sharply observed and funny’ Guardian ‘Frank and fearless’ Red ‘Outrageously entertaining’ David Nicholls ‘This is the first time I’ve read anything about motherhood that didn’t bore me’ Sara Pascoe