Startled By His Furry Shorts -- Louise Rennison

Georgia Nicolson fans will be happy to know that she is just as horrifically and hilariously self-absorbed as ever. This is from the bit where Jas (her best friend) is pouring her heart out about an unfortunate "lip spasm":

She said, "I expect it was snogging withdrawal. I hadn't puckered up for ages, so...you know, being out of practice...but it won't happen again."

"Good."

"Because I have an exercise regime now, shall I show you?"

"No."

"OK. It goes pucker, relax, pucker, relax, pucker relax, do you see?"

I didn't say anything, just lay there staring at her with big starey eyes like the rest of the owls as she pouted her lips and then relaxed them. She looked like a mixture of Mick Jagger and an idiot. Not necessarily in that order.

She was in full ramble mode now.

"And then for the piece de resistance, it's darty tongue, darty tongue."

God, it was horrible sitting there whilst her little tongue went in and out like a mad vole.

Fortunately I was able to shove a midget gem in her gob so that I could tell her the sad tale of my Italian Stallion.

Fans of the series will be very happy—there are lots of run-ins with Wet Lindsay and Astonishingly Dim Monica, Dave the Laugh figures in significantly, and the ace gang reinvents the Bison Dance over and over again. Poor Georgia is in the "cakeshop of aggers", what with problems with the Luuuuuuurve God, rehearsals of MacUsless, and daily happenings in the household of the "Swiss Family Mad". Too bad for Georgia, yes, but hooray for her fans—the more agony she suffers, the funnier she is...

However. I must weigh in on the subject of the new covers:

THEY STINK.

I hate them I hate them I hate them.

Also, I hate them.