It’s my own fault. I admit it. I should have looked more carefully. I really should leave any book whose front cover endorsements come from magazines like “The Lady” and “Woman and Home” on the shelves. Not because the books themselves are no good, but its a bit like giving a Ristretto lover a full-fat Cappuccino…
Having one of the heroines hiding inside a cupboard with the ruggedly attractive gardener was the final straw!
So I gave up. Half way through.
But don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing really wrong with the book. The writing is OK and the idea is interesting enough – but one I could see someone else handling in a totally different way (more Ristretto than Cappuccino!). Although I think it’s pretty obvious how it will turn out, I suspect there may be a twist or two so I’d quite like to find out how it ends – but I’m afraid I don’t care enough to. Hogan’s book is obviously successful – you don’t get on Waterstones’s promotional tables otherwise – but it’s just not my cup of tea.