‘I have these firm tits as a rule (nothing to write home about) but a decent size and shape all the same, and they get better as the month progresses, but the day my period starts, my boobs die in the butt, decreasing by a full cup size or two. Okay, so I’m prone to exaggeration, but they do resemble the ones you see hanging off a dingo. So if a function is coming up and the outfit I have chosen requires my perky, full, Marilyn Monroe big’ns, you can bet your boots I’ll have my post-menstrual Dingo tits…’
By the narrative’s end, Tanya has two brand new perky tits, but without nipples. They’ll come later. In the meantime, there are always those stick-on ones you can buy in sex shops… Tanya Brown’s gutsy in-your-face account of dealing with a highly aggressive form of breast cancer will make you laugh through the tears. Here is Dolly Parton stepping out of Steel Magnolias into Crocodile Dundee’s shoes.
