Your future is not guaranteed. And isn't that fucking freeing? If you found out you had less time to live than the average bear, how might you spend it?
That's a question comedian Michelle Brasier has been asking herself since her dad died of cancer, then her brother, and she was told there's a high chance she'll get it too. She's only young (oh my god so young, and such great skin) but she has been through a lot and it's taught her to live each day like it's her last – because it just might be.
From teenage fumblings in the back of a car in Wagga Wagga (teen pregnancy capital of Australia), to performing with Aunty Donna and her own sell-out comedy shows, Michelle invites you into the highs (seeing Jason Momoa drinking a Guinness next a classic car in SoHo) and the lows (getting dumped ¾ of the way through Pirates of the Caribbean).
It's an examination of the tiny things and the big things – how much it hurts to be a woman and a person, and how funny it is to try and get into shapewear and how funerals are silly. It's self help for those of us who hate self help. A bit of a laugh and a bit of a cry. Balance. Yoga in the morning, whisky in the evening.
Heartbreaking and hilarious, My Brother's Ashes are in a Sandwich Bag moves between grief and joy, reminding us that life's too short to be taken seriously.
‘Michelle Brasier can write. This book is painful. gut wrenching and incredibly funny. Her writing is insatiable. Loved this book.' – Tanya Hennessy, author of Am I Doing This Right?
