In order to keep enough variety in my book reviews and to ward off any comments relating to my supposed snobbery in literary matters I thought it would be a good idea to review a book from a genre that is often thought to be the epitome of easy-read, badly written, shallow entertainment. You know, these books with colourful covers drawn in `bang-on-the-door` or `groovy-chick` style. Oh, yes. The chick-lit.