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183 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1990
Mrs Brumfitt crossed the room sideways and at speed, making for the comparative obscurity of the corner chair. She was tree-limbed, with beetling unplucked eyebrows that gave her a false scowl. (how VS Pritchett is that?)
"Think of your cervix as the sleeve of a sweater," said the snake-hipped young midwife.
She sat up straight and formalised her face so that her mouth was stern and her cast-down eyelids gleamed like the backs of teaspoons.