Molly is third stage Mentalpausal, with a bitter and twisted womb.
She has to contend with spontaneous facial hair growth, forgetfulness, and the Wicked Witch of the East-rogen occupying her guest bedroom…her mother-in-law, AKA ‘The Monster’.
Molly’s patience is tested on a daily basis as she pits her wits against her scheming nemesis, Annabel Lextor.
Molly’s newly retired Mr Husband seems oblivious to his mother’s malevolent ways, as Molly struggles on dealing with obnoxious neighbours, crazy work colleagues, and deranged octogenarians.
The book spans a hilarious year in Molly’s life, ending with the realisation that one of Monster’s husbands might not in fact be dead.
” The Monster… – funnier than Mrs Brown and her boys… “
Five Star Review on Amazon by David Faulds
My wife has been reading this and laughed continuously. She insisted that I read it when she finished the book and although reluctant at first, the deal was I could stop after 50 pages if I didn’t think it was hilarious. Well, she was right and I was wrong. Laugh out loud comedy on just about every page, an original style that makes you keep going – so much so that it took just three days to get through The Monster… and here we’ve been left hungry for more. Maybe the best way to describe this book is a funnier version of the TV comedy Mrs Brown’s Boys. Haven’t heard of the author before but reckon she’s going places.
About the Author
I live in the Granada area of Spain with my own long-suffering Mr. Husband of 30 ODD! years. Eight rescue dogs and eight cats. Including the 28-year-old GRUMPY cat Alice.
“How did the Monster The Mentalpause and Me come about Jan?”People are asking me ….Well, I accidently wrote the book! Then I also accidently bought a cow at a market some years back, so that shouldn’t come as a surprise to those who know me.
“What’s it all about?”
It’s in the genre of the “Sweaty, puffy, hormonal stuffy AKA The Menopause and also know by its more descriptive moniker: ‘ The Mentalpause.’ That’s where you leave your brain at….Well, leave it where ever you wish because you are going to forget where you put it anyway, along with keys, a chicken, and a very nice Spanish exchange student called Raul!
The accidental book came from my Facebook page uncannily called The Mentalpause where it evolved, when I started to write about the daily trials and tribulations of a pastry dependant 50 something-year-old ‘GAL’ and her Mother in Law ..The Monster. Egged on by my fantastic Mentalpauser’s.
Then I decreed there was not enough laughter in the world, so joined up all the short stories “What I wrote.” And the end product, once it had a cover, resembled a book. People said it made them laugh and pee~pee their pants a little, and that was good enough for me.
Oh! I also have the ability not to take life too seriously and have a good laugh, mainly at myself. THE END….Or is it? I am currently working on the second book in the series. Mollys gone Mentalpausal.