As it says on the tin this is a book about desire, appetites and compulsion. A book about how we as women are not allowed to fulfil our desires, we can not eat our fill, we are preened to be the perfect wife and woman.

To be honest I don’t really know how to feel about this book, even as I write this I don’t know how I feel.

For example, I feel like I read a different book from some people, I can’t see the same deep and expansive characterisation that others have said of Piglet. The strongest and most developed characters seems to be her family and in laws. But I’m lead to question: is that the point? Am I supposed to read this and think the main character makes stupid and baseless decisions, irresponsible and passive in the world going on around her. Maybe that IS the point.

And if so: Lottie does a great job of it. For the sake of my sanity I will say I didn’t enjoy this as much as I thought I would. Piglet was not a character I understood or empathised with. Not until the end of the book in one little paragraph where I thought “maybe… maybe I do feel bad for her now? Actually maybe I do GET her”.

Please do not think I did not like this book. It is a really easy read and enjoyable in parts. But I really couldn’t connect the way I wanted to and it only left more to be desired.

Finally a note to Lottie Hazell: do not ever blue ball me like that again!!!!!!