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.
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|comment= I agree, Magda. I bought this while in a "reading anything to do with nannying" phase, and was pleased to discover a half-decent story underneath. I've read a few of her other books too but this one is definitely the one I'd recommend.
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|comment= Yes, I read the earlier ones and 'The Waitress' too but all were disapponting.