My Life is a Wedgie

This work stars Fleur Trotter and the entire cacophony of her family (but this time joining them as they travel round the world). Continuing the tale of adolescent icon, Fleur Trotter, My Life is a Wedgie takes Fleur’s depths to new heights with more of her hit recipe of love, fashion, fire, famine and fortune-telling and absolutely discernible bust development. ‘Fleur just gets better and better.’ - Fleur’s publisher and therapist. ‘This book will change your life (if you’ve got one that is).’ - Fleur Trotter. ‘Read it and laugh.’ Nobody yet (but we are willing to pay someone to say it). For those of you who don’t know, Fleur is fifteen years old and particularly embarrassed by her family, her utter middle classness and the fact that she shares her name with a ‘feminine hygiene product’ (even if it is the leading brand in Australia). My Life is a Toilet , the first novel, written in diary form, was the Bridget Jones of adolscence. In case some people are unfamiliar with the term ‘wedgie’, a very popular and frequently used term by younger people, Gretel has kindly supplied us with a definition: Wedgie: noun - the result of having had one’s undies pulled up one’s bum by someone who has grasped the underpant elastic from behind then hoiked the undergarment in an upward movement. (This action is usually made in fun by one playful child to another. However occasionally Sumo wrestlers appear to do it to each other with malicious intent).