Hungover Games - The Gloriously Funny Sunday Times Bestselling Memoir Of Mo

I had no idea how to commit to another human being. I could barely commit to reading a magazine, and I wrote for magazines for a living. My specialist subject was celebrities, and my own relationships made their marriages look eternal. I"'d never paid a household bill that didn"'t mention bailiffs, and my idea of exercise was to go and stand outside a famous person"'s house and stare until I"'d convinced myself that I lived in it. But my life in LA was happy; free of care and consequence. That was, until I came down to earth - with a bump. So this is the story of how I staggered from partying in Hollywood to bringing up a baby in Piss Alley, Dalston; how I never did find a copy of What To Expect When You Weren"'t Even Fucking Expecting To Be Expecting, and why paternity testing is not a good topic for a first-date conversation.