Kathy Courage has never visited the famous Italian city of Florence before, so she’s thrilled when she and her boyfriend Neil are invited there for a wedding. Unfortunately, with Neil’s constant complaining and his teenage children in tow, it’s not exactly the romantic break Kathy was hoping for.
But when a mix-up with her flights leaves Kathy stranded in the city, she decides to embrace the unexpected and stay on alone.
What follows is a life-changing few days in the Tuscan sun, as Kathy begins to question the choices that have led her here. With the help of the colourful Innocenti family, who offer Kathy a place to stay, she gradually begins to realise that there’s a much bigger world out there, if only she can be brave enough to explore it.
Could Italy hold the answers to her future happiness? Or is Kathy destined to return to her old life?
Chrissie Manby will be at the Bookends Beach Party on August 14th.
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‘Fiction at its finest’ Liane Moriarty, Number One bestselling author
She has never approved of you. But it’s when her body is found the secrets really start to come out…
From the moment Lucy met her husband’s mother, Diana, she was kept at arm’s length. Diana was exquisitely polite, and perfectly friendly, but Lucy knew that she was not what Diana envisioned. Even so, Lucy wanted so much to please her new mother-in-law.
That was five years ago.
Now, Diana has been found dead, a suicide note near her body. Diana claims that she no longer wanted to live because of a battle with cancer.
But the autopsy finds no cancer. The autopsy does find traces of poison and suffocation.
Everyone in the family is hiding something. But what? And where will the secrets stop?
With Lucy’s secrets getting deeper and her relationship with her mother-in-law growing more complex as the pages turn, this new novel from Sally Hepworth is sure to add to her growing legion of fans.
‘M is for Mammy. It’s also for Marvellous! What a wonderful story – in turns heart-breaking, heartwarming, and hilarious. Granny Mae-Anne is a FABULOUS creation.’ – Ruth Hogan
A heart-warming debut about love and language and the power of a family to heal itself
M for Mammy is a gloriously funny, bittersweet debut novel, reminiscent of the work of Roddy Doyle. It follows the fortunes of the Augustt family as they struggle to cope when Annette, the mother, suffers a stroke and is sent away to Dublin for rehabilitation.
Inimitable matriarch Granny Mae-Anne is enlisted to help and sweeps in with her cleaning products and her pictures of the pope. She doesn’t have much time for her feckless son in law Kevin, but would do anything for her grandchildren, Jacob who is five and has been diagnosed with autism, and Jenny, ten, who is besotted with books and stories and knows more about what is going on than anyone gives her credit for. Everyone is worried about how Jacob is coping, but no one seems to notice Jenny spinning off the rails. Will Mae-Anne be able to hold everything together until Annette comes home? Can they ever be a proper family again, when so much has changed?
1) Try to sleep when the baby sleeps (SO
NEVER. EVER. UNTIL YOU ARE AN EMPTY WINE-SOAKED HUSK AND FALL DOWN DEAD IN THE
BABY AISLE AT TESCO.)
2) Eat when the baby sleeps (SEE POINT
3) Remember to take time to pause and
cherish these special days (HAHAHA . . .
YOU’RE KIDDING, RIGHT?)
After a tough pregnancy, Emily is
determined to tackle motherhood like a pro. But she quickly learns that
Insta-Perfect-Parenting (and sleep) is hard to come by, no matter how much
money you spend in Mothercare.
Irritatingly, her friend Molly seems to
be breezing it. But with a business venture as well as a baby, is she taking on
Liz looks as though she might have it
all worked out. But when a tragedy derails her relationship, she has some
serious decisions to make.
From rhyme time to
wine time, THE MUMMY LESSONS follows a year of highs and lows for Emily, Molly
and Liz as they learn the hardest lesson of all: that life doesn’t always
follow the rules . . .