Madeleine Wolfe has left her home, her surfboard, her hemisphere, for London and the new man in her life. Maddy is in love; Alex, a photogenic zoologist who has a pert bum, ball-bearing hips and gives the best cunnilingus this side of a detachable shower nozzle, is in lust. Alex might go down faster than the English cricket team, but he's also the kind of bloke who goes through the Tunnel of Love holding his own hand.

Maddy's best friend is also on safari - for a middle-aged millionaire with a heart murmur. A serious Husband Hunter, she is sniffing for trouser and taking no prisoners. Together they tackle everything the social world can throw at them. But all too soon Maddy realises there's an expiry date on her High Life Visa.

By the time she's discovered that it's not just Alex's feet but his entire body that's made of clay, Maddy's taken a pregnancy test ... and failed. Will Alex chicken out on his obligation to his egg?

Set amongst the world of London's literati, glitterati and cliterati, Foetal Attraction, Kathy Lette's brilliant and hilarious new novel, goes straight for the jocular vein.