Bad Heir Day by Wendy Holden
Two books in and the author is already recycling her plots and characters? Oh dear.
Two books in and the author is already recycling her plots and characters? Oh dear.
The author hits all the right spots with this gentle tale of starting over and finding love again.
It is pretty bad, but sometimes bad can be a good thing. Occasionally.
Things drag in the second half, but still… Egypt, people!
Cheesy outdoor sex is the most memorable thing about this dreary rehash of clichés.
By the numbers, this one is… well, by the numbers.
Reliance on slow tunes leads to boredom. How’s that for a revelation?
Someone has to die to get the heroine to come to her senses. How noble of that sod.
This ghostly anthology is definitely clear to go.
Someone is really trying very hard to be the new Catherine Anderson.