An autobio-fictional memoir - set in London in the 1990s. Whilst trying to get an interview with Pulp, a young journalist encounters love and loss and a black and white cat.
 
Three Instances Of Not Meeting Jarvis Cocker is not really about not meeting Jarvis Cocker, it’s a story about loss and the loss of love of all kinds.
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Some of it is based on things that happened adjacent to the author's life. She did work in journalism in the 1990s. She did almost meet Jarvis Cocker on a number of occasions. She did have a flatmate who died, but the character of Hannah is entirely fictitious. She stands for all the people in the author's life that are no longer in her life.
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It's about not only the loss through death, but also the loss of friends as you get older.
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Printed in the UK, in full colour on 120gsm recycled paper, with 250gsm recycled cover, background images were created using Gelli plate printing techniques. 
 
Three Instances Of Not Meeting Jarvis Cocker, is a fictionalised memoir - some if it is true, none of it is true. 
 
Reviews: 
"Three Instances of Not Meeting Jarvis Cocker is sophisticated: the sparse words and striking graphics lead you through the story of love and loss that we’re promised on the back cover. We’re invited right into the narrator’s memory of the 1990’s and early 2000’s where nostalgia meets grief... It manages to be both huge and understated. Some of the most difficult questions are literally boxed off, like ‘Why didn’t she tell her family?’ while the big philosophical, existential, heart-breaking revelations are contained in short floating thoughts against a black background." (Medwayish)
 
"I’ve read Three Instances of not meeting Jarvis Cocker three times now. It’s an amazing piece of work. I love it. The voice, the way it looks and feels, the emotions overwhelm me. It brought back all these feelings of being young, being a student, thinking that life goes on forever. I remember Crouch End. I lived in Kentish Town and Muswell Hill. But it was the sense of loss that really got to me. You describe those feelings (personal, painful, impossible to share), so perfectly." (a reader)