Jenny Colgan

Because every day with a book is slightly better than one without, and I wish you nothing but the happiest of days.

He was a good man, Federico, but like many others he was guilty of letting his wife handle the domestics, despite the fact that she’d been to law school and graduated higher than he had.

Everyone’s just faking it. Look at the prime minister. Faking it. Look at people who are in charge of things. Faking it faking it faking it. Of course you’re faking it. I’m faking it. I don’t know how to run a bookshop. Not the faintest clue. Mr McCredie doesn’t either. Faking it is just another word for being a grown-up. So.