Review: Tupperware Twittering Rather Tantrum Inducing


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Tupperware, Tantrums and Twitter by Krista Godfrey
Paperback US$8.58/Kindle US$2.99
Reviewed by kjwx

Not everybody who blogs can write … Unfortunately, it seems nobody told Krista Godfrey, author of new book Tupperware, Tantrums and Twitter.

The British geocacher’s debut title is billed as “the annual diary of a wife, mother and housework avoidance expert who tweets a bit, frequently gets a bee in her bonnet and just happens to be ever so slightly fanatical about geocaching”.

Upon first discovering Godfrey’s book in the Amazon Kindle store, it sounded like a lighthearted read that I could dip in and out of. Sadly, it was more like an obscure and bothersome puzzle cache …

Even with a preface to her musings, I spent the first few chapters (January to March 2012) trying to figure out exactly what Godfrey was on about.

I did manage to deduce that the 40-something stay-at-home mum lives in Surrey and has a teenage daughter J, as well as two infants – now 4-year-old S and 2-year-old N – to her current husband. Eventually the penny even dropped that her frequent references to a geocaching ring were what I would call a geo-trail. So the information is there, it just isn’t presented clearly.

Krista Godfrey

Krista Godfrey

Thanks to Google, I later learnt Godfrey (GC handle: DreamScorpio) writes two blogs, notably The Muminator, which she started in December 2011 and for which she originally generated the material in this book.

She and her family – who sign paper logs as Team Scorpio – took up geocaching in January 2011 and their outdoor excursions form a sizeable component of her blog/book entries.

The cellphone cacher has a habit of not being able to follow the compass arrow on her geo-app, so occasionally gets lost on her way back to the car. Yet she makes up for this flaw by seemingly being able to take her child’s buggy through any terrain and over any obstacle.

Online, these geo-chapters walk that fine line between informing readers about the hides they visit whilst trying not to give the game away or irritate local cache owners. At times Godfrey probably reveals too much, especially with her photos and links to each cache listing page, but it makes for an almost decent geo-read.

The same ebook sections, however, have been so sanitised that they lose all interest. For instance:

We were doing a bit more of a new ring that isn’t too far from us and it took us on a nice little circuit. Just long enough for little scooter legs to enjoy without getting tired. My shoulders aren’t as strong as daddys. Having found some interesting containers (we let the S ‘find’ them) we hopped back into the car then realised there was another cache just around the corner so we drove there, parked up and found that one too. Our last one of the day. Ah, hang on, just before leaving, let’s check if there are any more in the area for next time. Yep, one about 400m away. Oh, come on, all out of the car again, pushchair put together, helmet on scooter girl and off we headed for one last cache (really, this was the last, last one!)”

To be fair, the odd cache link is given but didn’t seem to work through my Kindle app. Possibly her print book (sold through Lulu for US$8.58) offers more of what I was hoping for with its smattering of black-and-white photos but the e-version has had the images – but not all of the captions – removed.

Aside from these mistypings – ironically something Godfrey herself bemoans in EL James’ “mummy porn” blockbuster Fifty Shades of Grey – and lack of proofreading, parts of her memoir aren’t too bad. She occasionally gets a little too graphic about her family’s health issues and she’s not overly tolerant on certain subjects – most gratingly for me her blanket dislike of dog owners:

The first cache we came to was by a sign saying ‘Please clear up after your dog’, with about four piles of dog poo next to it. I am guessing most dog owners cannot read (one of many negative attributes they often have).”

However, her writing style does grow on you. I’m sure Godfrey has a loyal following of friends, family and fellow mothers who likely prompted her to publish this title. And as individual blog posts, her words are fine but compiled into a rambling 185-page opus, this non-S&M version of mummy porn all gets a bit much.

It’s more like Tupperware, Tantrums and Twittering. Don’t waste your money, especially when you can read Godfrey’s The Muminator blog for free – at least there are pictures there.





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