![]() The romance between Cath and Olivier was sweet, they had a genuine authentic connection. But is Cath ready for this new chapter in her life?Ī tender love story packed with some pretty colorful characters. Once in France she meets the handsome tour guide Olivier. Feeling a bit lost because her son has just gone off to university Cath decides to take a trip to France, to see where her grandfather had served during the war, A war he did not return from. All this is to say I could completely relate to Cath, perhaps I should go search out some old letters, I believe my grandfather was in WWI and then I should head to France myself.Ĭath discovers a box of her grandfather’s letters sent to his wife and daughter, during the First World War. when your kids are young being a mom defines you, my friends were my kids friends moms, my trips were taken when my kids had a competition or tournament, everything I did I did for them, and I don’t regret a single moment. As A single mother whose kids are almost all grown up I could really relate to this. Cath The female MC in this story is a single mother whose son has just gone off to university and now she needs to re-define who she is. Something I really enjoy about her stories is they are full of lovable relatable characters that you truly enjoy getting to know. This was another wonderful romance from Victoria Cooke. I scooped two new addition to my Brit Word List with over-egging - to overdo or exaggerate and a bit of a doss – which is slang for an easy piece of work or convenient place to sleep.Ī lovely romance set in France sprinkled with history! I was totally cheated by my last excursion, as the guide I was assigned appeared better suited for Harry Potter’s Diagon Alley, and I don’t mean that in a complimentary way. I want one just like him and seem to be experiencing an intense urge to wander the French countryside and stalk tour coaches in search of a hot travel guide. I adored the character and become more than a bit besotted with Olivier, he was such a sweet and thoughtful man. It Started With a Note was a pleasantly entertaining and engaging read that hit all the feels from amusing humor to sweet romance and on to poignant and respectful remembrances that stung my eyes and put hot rocks in my throat more than once. We each get one chance at life, and if this vast number of gravestones represents something it’s how precious life is.īeing together is like pain relief, so, I suppose we need to see one another for medicinal purposes. I could be a poster girl for ‘Agent Preventer’, the lesser-known underwear-brand-slash-birth-control guaranteed to put off even the most amorous of men. My comfy nude-coloured pants are from a multipack from the clothing department at work and the mismatched bra is a plain black jersey style. I’d let him move in about six months ago while he got himself back on his feet, but so far he’s not displayed any signs of getting a job and moving out, and he only uses his feet to walk to the pub. ![]() But if I did, Hells Angels would blush at the words I’d choose right now.
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