Sharon Osbourne Extreme: My Autobiography (Google eBook)
As the daughter of notorious rock manager Don Arden, Sharon Osbournes childhood was an unruly mix of glamour and violence. In her late 20s, Sharon finally made the painful decision to break with her family. Always irrepressible, Sharon flourished, creating a loving family of her own while becoming a legendary manager and rockband promoter. In rock star Ozzy Osbourne, Sharon found her soul mate, yet Ozzys drug and drink-fuelled excesseswhich culminated in his attempt to strangle hermade their marriage a whiteknuckle ride from the start; only her devotion to their three children gave her the will to survive. From the tremendous highs of the hit show The Osbournes to the lows of Ozzys near-fatal quad-bike accident and her own bout with colon cancer, Sharons tenacity, honesty, and humour have triumphed again and again.
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Review: Sharon Osbourne Extreme: My AutobiographyUser Review - Gem Buck - Goodreads
I need a bit of Sharon in my life, She is like marmite you either like or dislike her, The book was a page turner Read full review
Review: Sharon Osbourne Extreme: My AutobiographyUser Review - Gloria - Goodreads
Very funny and direct lady. She has overcome alot. Read full review
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