Fresh pasta, red wine, fine art… and love? Find enchantment this year in the magical city of Florence
When Debbie Waterson’s bicycle crashes into handsome
doctor Pierluigi, she wonders if her luck has changed. Determinedly single after ending a long relationship, at last, a man worth bumping into!
Inspired to visit Florence, she soon runs headlong into that old foe: reality. But is Pierluigi the man of her
dreams? Then there’s her booze obsessed boss, his forbidding secretary and her noisy inconsiderate neighbours. But could her luck be about to change? Will she find love after all?
About the author
Firstly, my name isn't T A. It's Trevor. I write under the androgynous
name T A Williams because 65% of books are read by women. In my first book, "Dirty Minds" one of the (female) characters suggests the imbalance is due to the fact that men spend too much time getting drunk and watching football. I couldn't possibly comment.
Ask my wife...
I've written all sorts: thrillers, historical novels, short stories and now I'm enjoying myself hugely writing humour and romance. Romantic comedies are what we all need from time to time. Life isn’t always very fair.
It isn’t always a lot of fun, but when it is, we need to embrace it. If my books can put a smile on your face and maybe give your heartstrings a tug, then I know I’ve done my job.
I‘ve lived all over Europe, but now I live
in a little village in sleepy Devon, tucked away in south west England. I love the place. That’s why you’ll find leafy lanes and thatched cottages in most of my books. Oh, yes, and a black Labrador.
I've been writing since
I was 14 and that is half a century ago. However, underneath this bald, wrinkly exterior, there beats the heart of a youngster. My wife is convinced I will never grow up. I hope she's right.
There were so many parallels between Debbie's life as a TEFL teacher
and my own that I immediately identified with her, although my experience was in Greece and hers of course is in lovely Florence. This book is a delight, both in the descriptions of the city and in the storyline. There are a few twists which I enjoyed as just
when you think it's obvious, you're taken in another direction. It's a literary feast for the soul, beautifully written and if you don't want to visit Florence after reading this book then I will be very surprised. Naturally, there are a few events which could
appear contrived but somehow it all works. An absolute joy and it proves that men can enjoy and write romantic fiction just as much as women.