Daisy Waugh – författare

A timely, intelligent and important book for fans of LEAN IN and Caitlin Moran: why do modern mothers allow themselves to suffer from so much guilt?Mothering skills are now scrutinised, measured, judged, discussed and disapproved of like never before. The bar is set so preposterously high, it''s impossible, at least in the early years, not to feel like a long lost loser: and honestly, mothers only have themselves to blame... Motherly love is ferocious, intense, fathomless, unconditional and absolute. Daisy will add a dusting of reality to the sickly sweet bake-your-own rubbish by covering topics such as breast pumps, other children, sleepovers, swearing (yours and theirs) and contagious diseases.It''s time to burn the maternity bras and Daisy is the first at the stake to exclaim, ''Enough! Life is short. Mothers adore their children. But they''re people too. And that is more than just a mother.''

LONGLISTED FOR THE COMEDY WOMEN IN PRINT AWARD''Sharp, funny . . . the best sort of murder mystery'' Tatler''A perfect antidote to all the real-life craziness going on'' Daily MailSir Ecgbert Tode of Tode Hall has survived to a grand old age - much to the despair of his younger wife, Emma. But at ninety-three he has, at last, shuffled off the mortal coil.Emma, Lady Tode, thoroughly fed up with being a dutiful Lady of the Manor, wants to leave the country to spend her remaining years in Capri. Unfortunately her three tiresome children are either unwilling or unable (too mad, too lefty or too happy in Australia) to take on management of their large and important home, so the mantle passes to a distant relative and his glamorous wife.Not long after the new owners take over, Lady Tode is found dead in the mausoleum. Accident? Or is there more going on behind the scenes of Tode Hall than an outsider would ever guess....?In the traditions of two great but very different British writers, Agatha Christie and P.G. Wodehouse, Waugh''s hilarious and entirely original twist on the country house murder mystery comes complete with stiff upper lips, even stiffer drinks, and any stiffs that might embarrass the family getting smartly brushed under the carpet...What everyone''s saying about In the Crypt with a Candlestick...''I couldn''t put it down'' Santa Montefiore''A delightful treat'' The Lady''Deliciously entertaining'' Andrew Wilson''An irresistible champagne bubble of pleasure and laughter'' Rachel Johnson''A perfect antidote to wintry gloom'' The Literary Review''What a triumph!'' Antonia Fraser''A masterclass in how to write a rollicking good read'' Sarah Vine''A jolly farce that never takes itself too seriously'' Red Magazine''Fizzles, crackles and sparkles'' Elizabeth Buchan''A work of sublime silliness'' Simon Brett''An effervescent madcap whodunnit'' Metro''A marvellous rollicking read'' Mary Killen''She''s skewered her targets brilliantly'' Imogen Edwards-Jones

''Daisy Waugh''s featherlight satires are as refreshing and uplifting as a glass of chilled vintage champagne. . . Imagine Agatha Christie on laughing gas'' TimesThe Todes are back, and they''re taking on Hollywood . . .When Hollywood wants to do a remake of the film that made Tode Hall famous, India and Egbert are delighted. They envisage a summer of free money and star-studded dinner parties ahead . . . But the Hall is soon overrun by wardrobe trucks and catering tents, and lusty, insecure actors squabbling about nudity clauses. When the movie''s producers threaten to sue over the exact colour of Tode Hall''s rolling lawns, India and Egbert realise that having a film crew on their doorstep isn''t such a breeze after all. With so many egos in one place things were bound to end badly, but no one would have predicted quite so literal a backstabbing . . .''A glorious satire on aristocratic manners and mores, with a smidgeon of murder thrown in, Waugh''s hilarious and entirely original twist on the country house murder mystery is ''a perfect antidote to all the real-life craziness going on'' Daily MailPraise for the Todes ''Ms. Waugh''s novel offers plenty of satire, several good laughs and many dark chuckles.'' Wall Street JournalWitty, well-written and determinedly entertaining . . . the perfect book for the staycation'' Catholic Herald''I couldn''t put it down'' Santa Montefiore''A delightful treat'' The Lady''Deliciously entertaining'' Andrew Wilson''An irresistible champagne bubble of pleasure and laughter'' Rachel Johnson''A perfect antidote to wintry gloom'' The Literary Review''What a triumph!'' Antonia Fraser''A masterclass in how to write a rollicking good read'' Sarah Vine''A jolly farce that never takes itself too seriously'' Red Magazine''Fizzles, crackles and sparkles'' Elizabeth Buchan''A work of sublime silliness'' Simon Brett''An effervescent madcap whodunnit'' Metro''A marvellous rollicking read'' Mary Killen''She''s skewered her targets brilliantly'' Imogen Edwards-Jones''This contemporary take on a golden age mystery is simply wonderful.'' Belfast Telegraph

''A hilariously funny and bonkers book which I thoroughly enjoyed'' ANNE GLENCONNER''A witty, waspy, parody that hits its targets - hilarious'' HELEN LEDERERThe next in Daisy Waugh''s hilarious Tode Hall series: a gloriously witty tale of toffs, terror and old school ties . . .The Todes are heading to Italy - and taking murder and mayhem with them. Close to Rome, set among ancient ruins and freshwater springs, languishes the magnificent Villa Rospo, a jewel in the Tode family portfolio, and one they had virtually forgotten - until Sir Ecgbert and Alice decide it''s the perfect place for their honeymoon. Now suddenly everyone wants a piece.Sir Ecgbert''s brother Esmé sees it as an opportunity to restore his lost fortunes by turning it into a luxury eco wellness hub. His business partner Charlie Tysedale only wants it to escape from his dreaded bestselling-author wife. India Tode sees in it the ideal holiday home, while Sir Ecgbert envisages a yoga retreat. Professional freeloader and everyone''s old school chum, Piers Slayer-Wilson-Tite, has his eye on making it his personal love-nest. Meanwhile, some of the locals have excellent reasons for keeping it just the way it is. When the body of Piers''s wife, Elizabetta, is discovered floating among grapefruits in the spring at the bottom of Villa Rospo''s famous gardens, there''s only one thing everyone agrees on . . . that there''s absolutely no need to call the police. Praise for the Tode Hall series:''Sharp, funny . . . the best sort of murder mystery'' Tatler''A perfect antidote to all the real-life craziness going on'' Daily Mail''I couldn''t put it down'' Santa Montefiore''Deliciously entertaining'' Andrew Wilson''An irresistible champagne bubble of pleasure and laughter'' Rachel Johnson''A perfect antidote to wintry gloom'' The Literary Review''What a triumph!'' Antonia Fraser''A masterclass in how to write a rollicking good read'' Sarah Vine''A jolly farce that never takes itself too seriously'' Red Magazine''Fizzles, crackles and sparkles'' Elizabeth Buchan''A work of sublime silliness'' Simon Brett''An effervescent madcap whodunnit'' Metro''A marvellous rollicking read'' Mary Killen''She''s skewered her targets brilliantly'' Imogen Edwards-Jones