I have very little interest in weddings – even my own was not much fun – but I do love Lucy Mangan and after reading the Kindle sample of The Reluctant Bride, I was desperate to read it. Not desperate enough to buy it on the Kindle, you understand – not when the library could order it for me – but I had it within a few days and took it with me when I got the train into Manchester for the day.
And it was a good job I did, because thanks to a points failure (at Preston! Where Lucy Mangan’s from!), the return journey took three hours instead of 45 minutes. But I didn’t even mind cos I was reading such a good book (however, I was slightly perturbed that at Bolton, where we were chucked off the train, there were no loos, the cafe had been demolished and the vending machines were corralled behind what looked like crime scene tape).
Anyway. The Reluctant Bride is the story of how Lucy Mangan met, fell in love with, and married her husband, Christopher, who you may know as “Toryboy” if you read Mangan’s columns. It’s extremely funny, very sweet and actually pretty romantic. I loved it.