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It all starts with a shiny, red, sit-on lawnmower. When Nancy spies her Christmas present from her husband sitting on the lawn, she realises the jewellery she thought was for her must be sitting on someone else. Her best friend Carmen isn't surprised (she never liked Jonathan) and persuades Nancy to leave Edinburgh and come and stay in her luxury London flat - far too vast for Carmen since her husband, millionaire rock star Spike Todd, died. Soon Nancy's met gorgeous Connor O'Shea, who lives next door, and his daughter Mia is matchmaking - not least because she'd like to see the back of Connor's current pushy girlfriend. Meanwhile Carmen, who's always been certain she doesn't want another man in her life, feels a spark when a handsome charity worker called Joe calls round. But Joe's not quite all he seems...
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'Bursting with humour, brimming with intrigue and full of characters you'll adore - we can't think of a better literary remedy' ***** (Heat)
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Three women with three very different experiences of love make for a fantastic chick-lit novel (The Sun)
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'To read it is to devour it' (Company)
'A warm, witty and romantic read that you won't be able to put down' (Daily Mail)
'Slick, sexy, funny' (Daily Telegraph)
'Mansell's fiction is a happy leap away from the troubles of today' (Sunday Express)
'Jill Mansell is in a different league' (Sun)
Another compulsive page-turner from Mansell (The Express)
Three women with three very different experiences of love make for a fantastic chick-lit novel (The Sun)
When someone compliments me on my new dress I always blush and tell them how cheap it was. So it feels a bit funny being asked to write about my own book and explain why everyone should be rushing to buy it - like an actress announcing, "Look at me, don't I have beautiful eyes? The face of an angel? And as for my gorgeous shiny hair...well, I'm practically irresistible..."
So being a modest type, blowing my own trumpet doesn't come naturally. But I'm going to give it a go anyway because I think my book deserves it. I love the characters in this one and (most of) the men are sublime. I'm also delighted to have invented The Lazy B, the kind of fitness club I'd join in a flash but which, sadly,doesn't appear to exist in real life.
The starting point for this novel was triggered by my own experience of rather naughtily buying a beautiful diamond ring for myself and not wanting to admit to my other half quite how much money I'd spent. By a stroke of luck, he assumed the ring was a cheapie, one of the cubic zirconium kind from Argos which I'd bought before. (They're lovely, very sparkly and fun when you're in an Elizabeth Taylor mood but without the bank balance to match.)
Anyway, my other half didn't ask how much the ring had cost, so naturally I didn't tell him. And everything was fine until Christmas loomed and the post arrived one morning. One of the Christmas cards, huge and glossy, had been sent from the poshest jewellers in Bristol and inside was written: To a valued customer...
Luckily my other half was at work so I was able to destroy the evidence, but the situation made me think: What if a married man had bought an expensive piece of jewellery for his mistress? His details are automatically added to the shop's computer database and a card is sent to his home address. The wife opens the card and thinks she's getting diamonds. So what's she going to do when Christmas morning arrives and her husband gives her a shiny new lawnmower?
Well, this is the starting point for the book and I hope you'll give it a try. (Reading it, I mean, not buying someone a lawnmower.) Hopefully it's a fun, escapist, feelgood read with characters you'll like. Also, I don't know if I'm allowed to say this, but I can be seen talking about the book on meettheauthor.co.uk. Just don't compliment me on my dress, because I've already told you I'll blush.
So being a modest type, blowing my own trumpet doesn't come naturally. But I'm going to give it a go anyway because I think my book deserves it. I love the characters in this one and (most of) the men are sublime. I'm also delighted to have invented The Lazy B, the kind of fitness club I'd join in a flash but which, sadly,doesn't appear to exist in real life.
The starting point for this novel was triggered by my own experience of rather naughtily buying a beautiful diamond ring for myself and not wanting to admit to my other half quite how much money I'd spent. By a stroke of luck, he assumed the ring was a cheapie, one of the cubic zirconium kind from Argos which I'd bought before. (They're lovely, very sparkly and fun when you're in an Elizabeth Taylor mood but without the bank balance to match.)
Anyway, my other half didn't ask how much the ring had cost, so naturally I didn't tell him. And everything was fine until Christmas loomed and the post arrived one morning. One of the Christmas cards, huge and glossy, had been sent from the poshest jewellers in Bristol and inside was written: To a valued customer...
Luckily my other half was at work so I was able to destroy the evidence, but the situation made me think: What if a married man had bought an expensive piece of jewellery for his mistress? His details are automatically added to the shop's computer database and a card is sent to his home address. The wife opens the card and thinks she's getting diamonds. So what's she going to do when Christmas morning arrives and her husband gives her a shiny new lawnmower?
Well, this is the starting point for the book and I hope you'll give it a try. (Reading it, I mean, not buying someone a lawnmower.) Hopefully it's a fun, escapist, feelgood read with characters you'll like. Also, I don't know if I'm allowed to say this, but I can be seen talking about the book on meettheauthor.co.uk. Just don't compliment me on my dress, because I've already told you I'll blush.
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