Sarah writes the rather extra ordinary story of Sandra Pankhurst who works cleaning up homes of hoarders, murders and sudden deaths in Sydneys suburbs. Yet it is the stories about her growing up that were the most harrowing to me, the neglect and abuse she suffered living with adoptive parents who sent her to live in an unheated, unlit shed in the garden unloved and unfed were just horrific.
Born male she then transitioned into a female, and the book doesn't shy away from the drugs and alcohol she abused and working in the sex trade that she was in years. An amazing life where she just wants to be accepted and fit in, and be able to provide for herself, working hard to run her own business and buy a home. 3/5
