First up, I need to say that Milly Johnson is my favourite Chick-Lit author. And I don’t mean Chick-Lit in a disparaging way as it is sometimes used, there’s nothing wrong with getting lost in a fantasy for an afternoon, and you’re not exactly going to get that with a thriller.

This book was originally supposed to be called ‘The Woman Who Gave Up Chocolate’, but the publishers thought that was too negative and it was renamed. It’s a shame, because I felt that was a much better title for the book. The afternoon tea element wasn’t really central to the story, and kind of felt shoe-horned in. If it had been left out completely, I don’t think the book would have changed in any way.

I did very much enjoy the main characters of Della, Connie and Cheryl. Milly has a way of writing characters that are so relatable you could envision them as your friends, and by the end of the book, you feel like they are. Faced with such completely horrible characters of Jimmy, Ivanka, Gary and Lance, you wouldn’t blame them for rolling over and giving up. But being the true Yorkshire lasses that they are, that’s never going to happen, and we stick with the three ladies as they fight back against their separate (and common) enemies.

If you’re a follower of my blog, you’ll notice that it’s been a while since I wrote a book review, and it’s nothing to do with this book, in fact, I read this in two sittings. I’ve had a lot going on recently which has left no time for reading and to tell you the truth, I’ve really missed it! This was the perfect book to get me back to my favourite pastime, a page-turner daydream.