Carolyn Lambert is not a nice person. She never claimed to be. She does, however, claim to be direct, almost honest (apart from a few white lies here and there in the best interests of all) and fair. She is prepared to step out of line every once in a while if the line isn’t straight. She’s single having brought up a now 19 year old son alone, and intends to stay that way. She was never a woman who felt that marriage would save her from the hardships of the world. She has stood tall, fallen flat and is over-weight. She can’t wear high heels (although wonders how people can), rarely wears skirts and will never do the Grouse Grind. She intends to travel (no doubt after this publication of this book the travelling will be a little less by choice) and is currently planning the second apple to take a big juicy bite from.