Fish God: a weird tale about a weird mother.
Nora is on the dirty side of 50 and has the language to prove it. Hardly surprising given the two talking tattoos on her backside – one an etching of her hopelessly romantic teenaged self, the idiot girl with the idiot poem about her God-like private parts, the other a portrait of the relentlessly sensible woman she later became. Fish God Nora? What were you thinking? Totally inappropriate!
Inappropriate my backside. Listen Nora, you can either Tourette-a-tut-tut the morning away or you can do that which you were born to do… perform a f*cking miracle.
You’ve got an hour or your son dies.
Warning: Fish God contains small bones and foul language.
