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Don't You Want Me Baby? by Rachel Dove #Review

  I am delighted to be on the tour to celebrate the latest romcom by R achel Dove,   Don't You Want Mr Baby? which was published by  Boldwood Books on 15th November .    Amber Fitzpatrick is about to hit thirty and has achieved none of the things she hoped to have done by now. Her dreams of owning her own business seem out of reach. Her boyfriend has just dumped her and now her biological clock is clanging in her head. But maybe Amber doesn’t need a man for the next stage of her life? Maybe as an independent woman she can have a baby all by herself? There’s only one problem. Handsome but excruciatingly annoying best friend Tyler Williams. Tyler thinks Amber’s motherhood plans are plain crazy! She just needs to wait for Mr. Right to come along…and maybe he’s closer than she thinks? But with Amber hellbent on doing it alone, Tyler sets out to prove to her that being her best friend could also come with excellent benefits…if only she's brave enough to take the chance.

Christmas for the Shop Girls by Joanna Toye #Extract #Giveaway #TheShopGirlsBook4

 

In Christmas for the Shop Girls by Joanna Toye, we find ourselves in the Second World War, experiencing a wartime Christmas. This is Book 4 in the Shop Girls series. Today I have an extract to tempt you and also the opportunity to win a print copy of the book. Details on how to enter are at the foot of this post. (UK only) First, a little about the book: 

For Lily Collins and her fellow shop girls at Marlow’s Department store, another Christmas with ration books, shortages of goods and staff – not to mention a store coping with war damage – will be a real challenge.

But the girls rally round and put their worries aside to make this, the hardest wartime Christmas yet, one that their families, and their town, will never forget.


Book link: Amazon UK

Extract

 

In her shop nearby, Beryl was getting ready to lock up. She picked up the card which had been propped in the window for the past fortnight.

 

Beryl’s Brides will be showing one of our dresses as the GRAND FINALE to the Fashion Show to take place on the First Floor of Marlow’s on Wednesday, 21st April. Entrance free but ticket required. Reserve early to secure your seat. Enquire within or at the store for details.

 

Over the bottom corner she folded a slip of paper reading: TODAY.

Turning the sign to ‘Closed’ and stepping outside, she locked the shop. It wasn’t much of a place – or hadn’t been when she’d first seen it. But Beryl had always had an eye to the main chance and a way of talking herself into it.

Her little shop was one of Marlow’s former ground floor window spaces, blown in by the bomb. With no chance of replacing huge sheets of plate glass, opening up small units like Beryl’s had seemed the best way forward. Cedric Marlow, always cautious, had taken some convincing, but persistence had paid off and within weeks Beryl had moved her bridal hire business from her front room to proper premises. She’d been talking for weeks about having one of her dresses in the show, all the more because Beryl’s dresses were second-hand. ‘As-new’, she called it, but it meant the same. After her own wedding, she’d spotted an opening. With materials in short supply and clothes rationing biting, who could afford to splurge all their coupons on a dress you’d wear only once? And so her business had been born.


Having a Beryl’s Brides gown as the finale to the fashion show was intended to give sales a boost, and Beryl was hanging every hope on it.

The dress she’d chosen for the catwalk was already upstairs in the store, and very classy it was too. Pre-war of course, Brussels lace, V-necked with a tiny stand collar and elbow-length sleeves. To go with it she’d chosen lacy gloves, a paste tiara and a short veil. Jim had promised he’d organise some kind of bouquet. It was going to be lovely.

Back in the staff canteen at Marlow’s, the full horror had dawned on Gladys.

‘You’re right! Beryl’s going to be devastated!’ Lily reached for her bowl; pudding might help her think. She was always hungry: everyone was always hungry.

‘What is this jam?’ she asked after a few mouthfuls. ‘It’s not carrot, for once. Is it marrow?’ But before Gladys could answer, Jim arrived at speed, practically screeching to a halt like something out of a cartoon.

‘Lily! There you are! How big are you?’

‘What?’

‘How big?’ ‘You know how big,’

Lily looked up at him, spoon poised. ‘Five foot seven.’

‘Not your height! Your – your – vital statistics!’

Gladys spluttered pastry all over the table. Lily stared at Jim.

‘I beg your pardon!’

‘Miss Drake thinks you’re a thirty-six. Up top, anyway. Are you?’

Lily put down her spoon. ‘Isn’t this a bit of a private conversation to be having in a public place?’

‘There’s no time to be discreet. You’re going to have to model!’

About the Author


Joanna Toye joined the production team of THE ARCHERS after reading English at Cambridge University, and became a scriptwriter for the programme for over twenty years. She has also written a number of spin-off books about the long-running radio drama. On television, she has written for CROSSROADS, DOCTORS and EASTENDERS.

You can follow Joanna here: Twitter  |  Facebook 


Thanks to Joanna Toye, Harper Collins and Anne Cater of Random Things Tours for a copy of the extract, the giveaway and a place on the tour.  

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Giveaway (UK only)


 


To win a print copy of Christmas for the Shop Girls just Follow and Retweet the tweet at @bookslifethings Closing Date is December 16th 2020 and there is one winner.  Good luck!  
 
*Terms and Conditions – UK only.  The winner will be selected at random via Tweetdraw from all valid entries and will be notified by Twitter and/or email. If no response is received within 7 days then I reserve the right to select an alternative winner. Open to all entrants aged 18 or over.  Any personal data given as part of the competition entry is used for this purpose only and will not be shared with third parties, with the exception of the winners’ information. This will passed to the giveaway organiser and used only for fulfilment of the prize. I am not responsible for despatch or delivery of the prize.


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