Friday, 18 May 2012


Last night I went to the RNA "summer" (light rain, icy wind, no change there) party in central London and as usual, I completely forgot to take any photos.  So you'll just have to take my word for it that there was bubbly and merriment and the awarding of prizes.  That sparkly pink balloons were glittering on the sidelines and teeny-weeny portions of fish n' chips were served and eaten in a couple of careless mouthfuls.  And that as well as an enthusiastic gathering of lovely Mills & Boon editors - I saw Heidi Rice, Abby Green and Fiona Harper.

Abby was staying in the most luscious hotel - The Haymarket - which Vanity Fair describes as "a whole new definition of glamour".  With its clashing yellow walls, funky furniture and lavish use of velvet - I'd second that.

And I'm still over on iheartspresents, talking about my latest book THE SHEIKH'S HEIR.
Do come by and make a comment....

Or maybe tell me about the most lavish hotel which you've ever stayed in.

Tuesday, 15 May 2012


Just back from Tuscany, where I was teaching romantic fiction at the incomparably beautiful Watermill, in Posara.  Strange to think that last week that was me, sitting on a sun-drenched wall.  While today I am wearing about four hundred layers of clothing, because outside there is a distinctly unseasonable hail-storm.  All hail! 

Italy was as gorgeous as ever - and for the first time, I visited the Cinque Terre - a place which would make any superlative sound like an understatement.  Had a year's worth of Italian lessons done me any good?  Well, a little - or should I say, un po'.  Not just a case of "must try harder" but "am going to try harder", which is why I'm taking my Italian teacher's advice to repeat the year!  

It's been so long since I blogged and now I return to the blog-sphere to discover that they've changed the format!  I loathe technological change - I still worry that my computer will blow up if I inadvertently press the wrong two keys.  Google keeps asking me for my phone number - what a cheek!  I don't hand out my phone number to any old person.

Anyway, in other news:
THE SHEIKH'S HEIR is out in the US next week.
The hero is Hassan Al Abbas and he is....well, he's the kind of man who is very naughty.  In a bad way.  Or maybe in a good way.  You know what I mean.