The Desperate Diary of a Country Housewife

A cautionary tale about moving to the country Fresh air, green fields and a new life for the family in a beautiful, rambling country house! It’s what city dwellers dream about isn’t it? Now when you’ve got to contend with: / Discovering your home is a national slug hot spot. / Coffee mornings with unemployed lady-mums (i.e Hell). / Collapsing ceilings and leaky lavatories. / Garden warfare with the neighbour. / Being given a ‘Bonnie Tyler’ by the local hairdresser. / Dangerous liaisons with the builder So it’s going to be perfect. Definitely. I think. I mean of course it is. Or have I made a terrible mistake?