My Thoughts & Review

It’s November, the clocks have gone back and the days are shorter. Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) is creeping up, then I start reading this book.

Soon tears are running down my cheeks and my husband tells me to stop crying because he’s trying to watch something on TV. I’m crying tears of laughter though because this book is so funny. A real rollicking, comedy farce of a book about Mavis Upton, a female police officer’s early years on the job. It did help that I’m from the Wirral too, so the semi-scouse humour really tickled my funny bone.

“Hi Nan, it’s me Mavis” “Yes dear, I realised that by the familiarity of your voice.”

😂😂😂

Forget Political Correctness for now, it wasn’t around much back then in the early 1980’s. The author tells it as it is, or was.

Much of this book are the author Gina Kirkham’s actual experiences as a female police officer and how much is pure fiction, we can only guess. There are sad parts too that are part and parcel of the job.

Mavis a walking disaster and calamity follows her around. Reminds me very much of myself when I started nurse’s training, so I could identify with rookie disaster, general awkwardness and accident proneness.

This hilarious book cheered me up no end and was much needed relief from my usual crime fiction reading.

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About The Author

Gina was born during the not-so-swinging 50’s to a mum who frequently abandoned her in a pram outside Woolworths and a dad who, after two pints of beer, could play a mean Boogie Woogie on the piano in the front room of their 3-bed semi on the Wirral. Being the less adventurous of three children, she remains there to this day – apart from a long weekend in Bognor Regis in 1982.

Her teenage years were filled with angst, a CSE in Arithmetic, pimples, PLJ juice, Barry White and rather large knickers. Marriage and motherhood ensued, quickly followed by divorce in her early thirties and a desperate need for a career and some form of financial support for herself and her daughter. Trundling a bicycle along a leafy path one wintry day, a lifelong passion to be a police officer gave her simultaneously an epiphany and fond memories of her favourite author Enid Blyton and moments of solving mysteries.

And thus began an enjoyable and fulfilling career with Merseyside Police.

On reaching an age most women lie about, she quickly adapted to retirement by utilising her policing skills to chase after two granddaughters, two dogs and one previously used, but still in excellent condition, husband. Having said goodbye to what had been a huge part of her life, she suddenly had another wonderful epiphany. This time it was to put pen to paper to write a book based on her experiences as a police officer.

Lying in bed one night staring at the ceiling and contemplating life as she knew it, Gina’s alter-ego, Mavis Upton was born, ready to star in a humorous and sometimes poignant look at the life, loves and career of an everyday girl who followed a dream and embarked upon a search for the missing piece of her childhood.