Women. They aren’t made from sugar and spice and all things nice. They don’t fit into a mold. You can’t use a cookie cutter to make sure they are all the same. And this is essentially the premise behind this amazing graphic novel. Looking at snapshots of a range of women’s lives across London; Biscuits is so clever and beautiful at the same time. I’ve never read anything like it before. Hilarious in places, devastatingly sad in others it feels so very real and relatable. Summing up what it means to be a woman is an impossible feat but Robins has come close with this. There are a few characters who we see a lot of throughout the book- you come to think of these are your friends whilst reading. Then there are others which you only find out one thing about but yet these still have an impact too. I’m in love with the friends that send each other pictures of their poop... SO GOOD!

Funny, feminist, I really thoroughly enjoyed and I don’t normally read graphic novels!