* A side-splitting story of growing up different in the Old South.

Granny worked so hard at my rearing. She was a frustrated ladysmith and I was her last chance...This is the story of my years on her anvil. Whether she succeeded in making a lady out of me is for you to decide, but I will say one thing in my own favour before we begin. No matter which sex I went to bed with, I never smoked on the street.' When Florence King was born, her Granny, a would-be Virginia grande dame, moved in. 'Anybody could have a family,' writes Miss King. 'She wanted a race all to herself.' Granny's dream of raising the perfect Southern belle failed dismally with her own daughter, a chain-smoking, baseball-playing tomboy given to wild expletives. Florence is Granny's last hope ...

"An outrageous commentator on men, women, and other sources of amusement, particularly the Southern variety . . . Florence King never loses her warmth, her humor, or her ability to be delighted by life's inherent contradictions" - Chicago Sun Times

"Witty, intelligent, freewheeling . . . Surely the author told these stories before she wrote them, stretching and perfecting them with each telling, mining them for humor" - Newsday

"Ought to be printed with a mechanism for turning down the volume of the reader . . . Outrageous and laugh-out-loud funny" - Sandi Toksvig

"I've never read so many perfect one-liners . . . This book is dynamite. Don't miss it" - Jeanette Winterson

"Gerald Durrell" - 'One of the funniest writers around’