"I give six stars out of five to Laura Taylor's fantastic new collection. It's even better than her last, which is saying something. Her poems for her father, battling illness, rallying and then suddenly dying, are simultaneously inspiring and heartbreaking. The title poem, about a call centre worker's lot, will make you pause and think next time you are about to angrily or sarcastically dismiss the next one who intrudes into your day. Her poems for her boots and her breasts, the former danced into disintegration, the latter squashed by investigation, are moving and hilarious. 'Not Exactly Miss Jean Brodie' and 'Burn and Rave' are roars of mid-life defiance. But the absolute clincher is 'Revelations', which takes its form from Blake's 'Jerusalem' and its content from the angry, proud and politically divided working-class North West, where some blame the real enemy and some whom they're told to. A real poem for our times and the fact that it had to be written makes me seethe with anger. Buy this book. Please." - Attila the Stockbroker, review in Morning Star