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This is not your average British rom-com. For starters, it’s set in the Yorkshire Dales in the north of England, and is full of profanity, medieval food, cycling, and soul-reading bats. In other words, it’s utterly hilarious.
Lana and her brother Tom run a medieval restaurant in the village of Egglethwaite. It may not be exactly what Lana had planned on doing with her life, but it’s her father’s baby, and she doesn’t feel right abandoning it when he’s battling cancer. Things take a turn for the better after a date with the local rich jerk’s cousin, but then he ghosts her. After a rough year – for the business and personally – Stewart’s suddenly back in town. But what’s an up-and-coming cyclist doing opening a cycling shop in the middle of nowhere, and can Lana forgive him?
“‘Stewart McLean, that’s what,’ I said once we were out of earshot, finally giving vent to my pent-up rage. ‘Can you Adam and fucking Eve it? Asking if we can be friends. Friends! After a year! What a first-class, prime-cut arse monkey.’”
One of the things I liked about the book was that the main characters screw up constantly. Lana is a complete dick to Stewart, she apologies, then Stewart does something stupid and it’s his turn to apologize, and the same dynamic happens with the secondary couple. It’s a smaller version of the second chances theme that runs throughout the book, the sort of “yeah, everybody screws up sometimes but sometimes you get a second chance” – in both life and love. From taking up a project her dad abandoned when he was diagnosed with cancer, to deciding whether to give Stewart another date, it’s the chances they choose to take that move this book along and make it so special.
The village of Egglethwaite is populated by lots of, well, characters, from the cute fish-and-chips owner to the frying-pan-amorous chef to the farming couple that act in loco parentis to Lana and Tom. It was sweet – and hilarious – reading about the various ideas they come up with to raise money, from a nude calendar to a fair to a kissing booth. I’m not a particularly big fan of cycling, but there’s not a particularly large amount of bike talk in the book, and what is there either serves the story or the humor (at one point Lana confuses pelotons with pelicans). Between the language and the situations, this book kept me giggling from page to page. There are some serious bits though, from Lana and Tom’s father’s battle with cancer to the reason Stewart never called Lana for that second date. It’s all handled well and respectfully, though, even if one of the more serious relationship conversations happens when Lana is high as a kite on laughing gas and hallucinating talking snowmen and flamingos.
Overall, if you’re looking for a hilarious second-chances Brit rom-com, this is a good choice for you!
I received this book for free from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.