This book really is like reading a transcript of your cleverest, funniest friends talking about what’s getting their goat, at that point where the prosecco has made them sparkly and before it makes them silly. Not to denigrate the talent of Lena Dunham and Caitlin Moran but Everywoman has all the laughs theirs have with a backbone of real glinting anger, which has not had to manicure and mutate itself in order to maintain a cool media career . . . I have had to review loads of books which I couldn’t stand. This was the first which I dreaded going back to because there were so many funny and wise things on each page that whittling them down into a review seemed impossible.