In sunny Sydney, things are a bit chaotic in the household of Elizabeth Clarry, a teenager who communicates with her mother via exclamation-strewn messages left around the kitchen. Apart from these notes - mostly telling her what to defrost from the deep freeze - she gets the occasional memo from her father, and lots of letters from the The Association of Teenagers, The Best Friends Club, and the Society of People who are Definitely going to Fail High School.
There's virtually no face time in this book of letters and notes, but it's no less enjoyable for that. While mother is off learning the Alexander Technique, at her poetry club or aromatherapy sessions, Elizabeth is left very much to her own devices. So she's free to set out with new boyfriend Saxon to Coffs Harbour to rescue Celia from . . .where else . . . the circus. Feeling Sorry for Celia (and, by the way, there's no reason to) is a quick, funny romp of a book from Jaclyn Moriarty who, the blurb tells us, lives in Sydney with a handsome Canadian and works as a media and entertainment lawyer.
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