Introduction by Kit de Waal
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I looked at the old photograph of Olive and me on the wall. Two little girls with identical yellow bows in our hair and happy, smiling chubby cheeks. But now Olive''s arms were folded on the world. She was angry with everything, with everyone. And I had grown too big for our council flat, but not sure where else I would fit. Where did we belong? I answered my mum the only way I could. I said, ''I don''t know''.
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''As much about the painful, messy reality of family life - too much envy, too little love - as it is about race and identity. In this lively, crisp, raw voice, young black Londoners may have found their Roddy Doyle''
Independent on Sunday

''An inspired coming-of-age novel with a mature grasp of generational conflict, pressure to conform, and the fraught process of discovering one''s identity''
Scotsman

Introduction by Kit de Waal
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I looked at the old photograph of Olive and me on the wall. Two little girls with identical yellow bows in our hair and happy, smiling chubby cheeks. But now Olive''s arms were folded on the world. She was angry with everything, with everyone. And I had grown too big for our council flat, but not sure where else I would fit. Where did we belong? I answered my mum the only way I could. I said, ''I don''t know''.
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''As much about the painful, messy reality of family life - too much envy, too little love - as it is about race and identity. In this lively, crisp, raw voice, young black Londoners may have found their Roddy Doyle''
Independent on Sunday

''An inspired coming-of-age novel with a mature grasp of generational conflict, pressure to conform, and the fraught process of discovering one''s identity''
Scotsman

Introduction by Kit de Waal
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I looked at the old photograph of Olive and me on the wall. Two little girls with identical yellow bows in our hair and happy, smiling chubby cheeks. But now Olive''s arms were folded on the world. She was angry with everything, with everyone. And I had grown too big for our council flat, but not sure where else I would fit. Where did we belong? I answered my mum the only way I could. I said, ''I don''t know''.
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''As much about the painful, messy reality of family life - too much envy, too little love - as it is about race and identity. In this lively, crisp, raw voice, young black Londoners may have found their Roddy Doyle''
Independent on Sunday

''An inspired coming-of-age novel with a mature grasp of generational conflict, pressure to conform, and the fraught process of discovering one''s identity''
Scotsman