‘This is writing at the level of myth: fully formed, recognisable, unique’
Guardian
‘May’s shrewd sideways glance makes this a novel moving and menacing by turns. Her ensemble – aerobics-obsessed Linda, rebellious Dominique, the creepy Niemans – are often gruesome, but all too convincing’
Observer
‘The narrative is beautifully observed, with the subtle touch of a writer who makes every action and mannerism feel plausible. Sarah May has a rare talent for melding the farcical with the tragic, and has produced a novel which – but for an ending worthy of Tom Sharpe – is a scathingly successful piece of social commentary’
Daily Mail
‘Sarah May has brought the obsessions, ambitions and class paranoia of Thatcher’s Britain beautifully back to life. It’s a visceral read, but this is one book you’ll be happy to read in a rush’
Daily Express
‘An observant and side-splittingly funny read’ Sun
‘Like Mike Leigh directing Desperate Housewives, a brilliantly 1980s suburban drama’
Elle
‘Steeped in intrigue and comic detail’
Woman
‘A witty and wicked soap opera about death, adultery and desperate housewives’
Instyle Magazine
‘A fast-paced book that’s the perfect read to roll down your leg warmers and enjoy with a nice bottle of Blue Nun and a chicken Kiev’
First Magazine
‘Full of hilarious pop-culture detail, this is a dizzying celebration of the 80s . . . Laugh-out-loud’
Eve Magazine
‘Truly original chick-lit.’
Heat