‘A gloriously funny novel . . . it still brings a smile to my face forty years later’ JILLY COOPER
‘Definitely demonic, exquisitely carved, deadly murderous comedy’ DAWN POWELL, WASHINGTON POST
‘ Elaine Dundy’s young and sexy American heroine, named (excellently) Honey Flood’ LOS ANGELES TIMES
In The Dud Avocado, Elaine Dundy revealed the life of the young expatriate in Paris in all its hilarious and heartbreaking drama. With The Old Man and Me, written when Dundy was living in England in the early 1960s, she tackles the American girl in London, a bit older but certainly no wiser.
There’s love and there’s revenge. Betsy Lou Saegessor is bent on revenge. Her father is dead and to top it off, the vast fortune that should have been hers has ended up, through the second marriage of her now deceased stepmother, in the bank account of the legendary and elusive Englishman, C. D. McKee.
So Betsy sets out from New York to seduce and betray him. C .D. is fat and ugly, but boy is he sexy. Betsy follows him through the night clubs of London, grooving to jazz, smoking hash and plotting murder.
‘Definitely demonic, exquisitely carved, deadly murderous comedy’ DAWN POWELL, WASHINGTON POST
‘ Elaine Dundy’s young and sexy American heroine, named (excellently) Honey Flood’ LOS ANGELES TIMES
In The Dud Avocado, Elaine Dundy revealed the life of the young expatriate in Paris in all its hilarious and heartbreaking drama. With The Old Man and Me, written when Dundy was living in England in the early 1960s, she tackles the American girl in London, a bit older but certainly no wiser.
There’s love and there’s revenge. Betsy Lou Saegessor is bent on revenge. Her father is dead and to top it off, the vast fortune that should have been hers has ended up, through the second marriage of her now deceased stepmother, in the bank account of the legendary and elusive Englishman, C. D. McKee.
So Betsy sets out from New York to seduce and betray him. C .D. is fat and ugly, but boy is he sexy. Betsy follows him through the night clubs of London, grooving to jazz, smoking hash and plotting murder.
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Reviews
Fierce, gamey, vixenish - as if it was bled not written and one is left with a stack of feathers and cracked bones and witch laughter. Definitely demonic, exquisitely carved, deadly murderous comedy
A gloriously funny novel ... it still brings a smile to my face forty years later
A dedicatedly nasty little novel. Through it all, Miss Dundy's prose glitters like confetti against the gray English sky
A dedicatedly nasty little novel. Through it all, Miss Dundy's prose glitters like confetti against the gray English sky
A gloriously funny novel . . . it still brings a smile to my face forty years later
It is a glimpse of a vanished world, a city which did not require a fortune if one were to carouse, an suffer, in its more pleasant quarters
In this, in a way a sequel to her classic The Dud Avocado, Elaine Dundy's young and sexy American heroine, named (excellently) Honey Flood this time, parks herself in London, hellbent on sleeping and conniving and boozing her way to the top
Definitely demonic, exquisitely carved, deadly murderous comedy
There isn't a dull line in it
There isn't a dull line in it
