Dear Fatty – Dawn French Opens Up

I was very pleased when at Christmastime, as requested, my darling man gave me, Dawn French’s autobiography. The fact that it took me only two weeks to finish reading this marvelous book, despite having a seven month old occupying most of my time, should speak volumes for its inability to allow me to put it down! I only wish it could have lasted longer, because it was an eye opening account of a truly fascinating life. Written in the form of letters to friends, loved ones and others, French is able to convey the most personal of sentiments and make the reader feel that they have really been part of her life. Her natural wit oozes from the pages, as does her intense love for those close to her and her ability to see people for who they truly are. I felt throughout my magical two weeks a strong connection to her, and now am still baffled as to whether that connection was because she is my sort of person – someone who in different circumstances I could be friends with, sharing opinions on so many topics – or whether the connection was because she is a gifted writer in addition to her many other talents. I suspect it’s both.