A review in today's Times Literary Supplement, by Sarah Curtis.
The week in which Dina Rabinovitch was diagnosed with breast cancer, she emailed the Guardian, where she reviews books for children and interviews their authors, asking for a column in which she could tell her ongoing story. Other journalists have done this, notably the late John Diamond in the Times, winning acclaim for their candour and courage in revealing the details of their treatments - Rabinovitch's includes the controversial new drug Herceptin - and the kaleidoscope of their changing emotions.
Everyone who suffers from cancer has a unique story to tell, but Rabinovitch's starting position was particularly distinctive. The mother of three daughters by a first marriage, she is also stepmother to the four children of her second husband, the eminent lawyer Anthony Julius, and she was still breastfeeding their son, Elon, who was nearly three years old. They live in a house with six bedrooms and five bathrooms, and she could afford to buy a Missoni scarf to hide her loss of hair after chemotherapy and Issey Miyake clothes after her mastectomy.
Money, however, could not help her with the organizational feats of continuing work and attending all those parents' evenings, or give her the ability to meet the demands of all those for whom she was responsible. She has unfailing support from their friends in the orthodox Jewish community of North London. Some of her most absorbing pages describe her worries and pleasures preparing for religious festivals or visiting the mikvah after her mastectomy. When the cancer returns, and then spreads throughout her body, she confronts every set-back with wry humour. This is not a book for the squeamish, and its brio may be daunting for other sufferers from breast cancer, but there is something glorious about Dina Rabinovitch's determination to live life to the full.
yup! perfectly happy with that as a review in top literary journal! And also, it comes at a low moment, so providing a boost, because having managed to get out to the West End (by taking a minicab) to go and find Sara-Jenny a nineteenth birthday present, only to get back home to realise that's it, I now need to go right back to bed - after one outing to a shop!!! So, Anthony phoning and saying his friend Dan Jacobson had just phoned him to say TOYPD is reviewed in the TLS is making bed a worthwhile place after all...!