My Mum's a Twat

De: Anoushka Warden

Narrado por: Susan Wokoma

Duración: 1 h y 7 m

Resumen del Editor

My mum wasn't always a twat. But sometime after I turned 10, everything changed. She stopped taking me shopping. She regularly forgot my birthday. And she thought she could heal people.

One girl’s funny and honest account of losing her mum to a cult.

Susan Wokoma performs in this teen-spirited and gangsta-rap-fuelled survival guide to growing up with an actual twat as a mum.

Written by Anoushka Warden, directed by Debbie Hannan and music by The Last Skeptik, this version was produced by Fight in the Dog and Showroom Productions for the Edinburgh Festival Fringe 2019.

My Mum’s a Twat premiered at the Royal Court Theatre, London, in 2018. It was produced by Royal Court and Amy Powell Yeates.

Photograph by Alisa Connan, Camera Press London.

©2019 Anoushka Warden (P)2020 Audible, Ltd

not sure why it is amazon content

This is a good performance of a mostly boring story. I understand that it was a play. I the transition to audiobook lost some of the appeal.

Narrator made the story.

This story was good but the narrator was excellent. I can't imagine this story being half as good without the personality that was given through her acting. I do think it was ok on its own but may have been rather boring otherwise. The five stars is mainly bc of how Susan Wokoma acted this one out. :)

Great Story

i wish there was a longer or bigger story. although i loved this. It kept my attention and was awesome.

Hilarious and awful!

A sad story made hilarious by an author that had a good mother, that made poor choices.

This short story is a great read and the narrators wonderful delivery topps it off.

I strongly recommend this book!

Feeling this story!!!

This story is so great! Anoushka Warden narrates perfectly to the point where she had me clutching my pearls! Like damn, girl!! She delivered those lines with pure piss and vinegar. I can relate to this story because I have a toxic mother. It was hard to listen to what happen to the author on her 18th birthday. But I love her story about the process of truly loving someone and accepting thier flaws. Thank you for this story, Susan!

Self Help Books With Profanity in their Titles

Meet the family!

This was a terribly depressing memoir. The author did not even attempt to explain away the the adolescent foul language and overall whining, moody tone.

I could understand the conceit of, say, an adult looking back on diaries kept by their younger self during a terrible upbringing, processing the tragedy, and then turning it into a burgeoning success on the London stage (!)

No. The reader is to understand that this is the narrator today. An adult playwright, emotionally crippled, trapped in an unfortunate past and with the eloquence of a rather dim teenager.

Very, irredeemably, sad.

For anyone worried the author's sophomore effort will fail to mine the same dark vein, don't worry, apparently My Dad's a C--- will be out soon.

Be nice to your kids.

Witty & Funny

I feel her pain deeply on so many levels.
2 b a young girl with odd ball parents is not easy.
She was lucky she didn’t have 2 sell communist papers while in elementary school!

Hilarious

It was a Great listen. The narration and the story kept my interest and made me laugh.

That it’s a true story

This was so fun to listen to..I love how she tells the story and her candidness in doing so. And what a great way to raise awareness about this cult. Thank you as I had never heard of it.

If About a Boy was a mouthy girl in therapy group

Remember Nick Hoult in the movie About a Boy, where he copes with being a teenager in London under his granola, hippie mum? Imagine if Hugh Grant’s character never came along and instead precocious Hoult was lost down a path to delinquency. Now imagine Hoult’s Mystikal rap-loving self as a profane twenty something woman unloading on her therapy group, raging for the whole hour about how her mum joined a cult when she was ten and she effectively lost her mum and her innocence. She tells her tale from age 10 to 20 with F bombs and words like c*nt and twat. You can sense her frustration and anger at her mum, but really more at the cult who preyed upon her. You also see the screwed up mess of a childhood left to her, including hard drugs, sex and crime before age 15. This is Sandra Bernhardt or Andrew Dice Clay raw, where the “humor” is visceral and cuts deep. This biographic cautionary tale of cults and parenting is worth a listen as an Audible freebie, if you can stand the sharp, biting edges. The narrator’s streetwise British accent was perfect, although I felt the acidic monologue played better at 1.3x speed.