It was that phrase “invisible women” that made you pick up this book, wasn’t it? Yes, and I suspect that you know what that means. I do. I think all of us women of a certain age knows what it is like to be visible and then slowly become invisible. It’s difficult. So much of what we as women are is what we appear to be. And that will inevitably fade. Sigh.But there are consolations, and this book is one of them. Quietly, without anyone seeing us do so (of course), we can read this little book and wash ourselves in the knowledge that, though we may be invisible, and we can silently, invisibly, laugh at it all.