Review – A Christmas Caroline

“I didn’t buy into the whole abundant Christmas ethos that seemed to be perpetuated at this time of year. All cinnamon-scented and tinsel-trimmed tat and really just an excuse for people to spend money they could ill afford.”

Christmas, the cosiest and most wonderful time of the year. That is, unless you’re Caroline Scroggins – Martin Lewis meets the Grinch and ten times meaner. Holed up alone in her dark, damp little house, determined to beat this cost of living crisis, Caroline really thinks she has it all worked out; squeezing and squirrelling away every last penny for a long-anticipated rainy day. But ultimately, what good is sitting on a fortune if you have nobody to enjoy it with?

Christmas Eve may be the most magical night of the year, but, for grumpy old Scroggins, not for the reasons you might think. Bundled up in her freezing bed, she’s visited by a being she thought only existed in children’s stories. No, I’m not talking about jolly old Saint Nick (although she’d no doubt give him a piece of her mind), but the ghostly figure of her old friend Marlene, who comes baring a grave warning – if Caroline doesn’t see the error of her ways, she will soon meet the same terrible fate.

“The chilly air felt charged with energy. It was almost cracking.”

Of course, this is a tale as old as time. Well, as old as 1843 to be precise, but we still love to revisit it every year in its various formats (The Muppets version for me, every time), and its message remains as relevant and heart-warming as ever. The bare bones of the plot may be a well-told classic, but I thoroughly enjoyed K L Crear’s hilarious modern-day retelling. The garish innuendo throughout the story, combined with the razor-sharp wit of Caroline Scroggins had me laughing aloud as I turned the pages.

That said, the humour in no way overshadowed the overall meaning behind the story. The world of the first of the three ghosts, adorned with offensively bright multi-coloured foil decorations, clouded by cigarette smoke and Slade, is so perfectly nostalgic that it felt like a walk down my own memory lane. Reminiscing about Christmases past in one’s own childhood home conjures up a feeling of comfort warmer than any yuletide firesides, and the lessons Caroline takes from each of the three ghosts are beautifully moving, and perfectly balanced against her wicked sense of humour. But can she learn her lesson before it’s too late?

“When we look in the mirror, we all have demons staring back at us. But face those demons down and the world is yours for the taking.”

Overall, I thoroughly enjoyed this fresh take on a well-loved classic Christmas tale. And, with all due respect to Mr Dickens, what’s really missing from ‘A Christmas Carol’ is a sizzling romance and some expertly timed penis puns.

A Christmas Caroline

Caroline’s got frugality down to a fine art. She can make a tin of soup stretch for days, considers “reduced to clear” her love language, and thinks Christmas is just a daft excuse for people to throw their money away on tinsel trimmed tat.

But Christmas Eve night takes a turn when her best mate, Marlene, drops in for a chat. Lovely, right? Except Marlene’s been dead for seven years and she’s got a message for Caroline, she will be visited by three spirits and if she doesn’t pay attention, her future’s looking bleaker than the contents of her fridge freezer.

Caroline’s convinced she’s having a hallucination. Ghosts? Surely not! But as the night goes on, she starts to wonder if she might just learn something worth more than her latest discount voucher. And for someone who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing, this might be the wake-up call she didn’t see coming.

Move over Ebenezer! This modern, laugh-out-loud retelling of the Dickens classic has a new Scrooge in town. Perfect for fans of Sophie Kinsella.

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Author Bio –

Karen (K.L. Crear) is an author, over-sharer, and walking cautionary tale. Think: a sweary teenager trapped in the body of a menopausal woman who can’t sneeze without risking a wardrobe malfunction. You’re welcome.

Once upon a time, she worked in banking, the Civil Service, and property management, or as she likes to call it, The Beige Trilogy. She spent decades being respectable (ish), responsible (occasionally), and quietly losing the will to live. Then one day she found herself broke, baffled, and built entirely out of biscuit crumbs and unresolved trauma. So she did what any sensible woman would do, she wrote it all down and flogged it in paperback.

Karen has battled cancer twice, and her coping strategy was to laugh at wildly inappropriate moments and shout “F*ck off!” at inspirational quotes. Spoiler: it worked. Her sense of humour is deeply questionable, but it’s kept her just about sane through grief, illness, love, lies, and the time she gave herself food poisoning with a dodgy prawn ring from Iceland.

After years of procrastination (and one too many vinos), she finally swapped Pinot for a pen. She now writes jaw-dropping memoirs and hilarious women’s fiction about women who’ve had enough, snapped slightly, and are thriving in spite of it all, usually with a glass in hand, some top mates, and a solid alibi.

Her hobbies include eating anything wrapped in pastry, shouting at the Real Housewives (“She’s definitely had something done – she’s melting!”), and threatening to adopt an axolotl because they look so absurdly cheerful. She once turned down hugging a sloth in Mexico, it dangles upside down, pees on itself, and honestly felt like a warning from the future.

Karen lives in a sleepy Northern town with her long-suffering husband (he’s partially deaf, which helps) and their cat Pickle, who looks permanently disgusted with their life choices and the ongoing Dreamies rationing.

A portion of every book sale goes to Women’s Aid, Great Ormond Street, the Epilepsy Society, and Macmillan. because she knows what it’s like to need help. The world’s a shitshow, but we can all make a little difference in our own way.

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Blog Tour – Winter Snowfall at Elder Fell Farm

“Secrets. So many secrets in the cottage this Christmastime.”

Christmas. Whether you love it or loathe it, the festive period always seems to uncover secrets, no matter how hard we try to suppress them in favour of creating a picture-perfect yuletide celebration. And what better place to host an idyllic Christmas than a snow-dusted Elder Fell Farm? Nestled in the Lake District, in a cottage which was so cosy I could almost hear the fire crackling and smell the cocoa wafting out of the pages. I might be new to the Edler Fell Farm trilogy, but the setting is so perfect that I could immediately see how Matt and Amy fell in love with it (and each other), in the previous instalment.

But of course, Christmas wouldn’t be Christmas without a few familial hiccups, and having one’s plans for a perfect festive season derailed by overbearing in-laws, is a pain which is universally acknowledged. As traditional as turkey, interfering mothers-in-law are always on the Christmas bingo card. However, a testament to Liz Taylorson’s writing, is that although Diane is every bit the classic monster-in-law who I was willing to be covered by an avalanche from her first introduction, as the story progressed, the complex personal histories of each character snowballed along and by the end I was actually rooting for her. Okay that might be a bit of a stretch, but the rich character development did have me seeing things in a different light as the plot unfolded via several unexpected twists that kept me guessing until the last pages.

I may be new to the Elder Fell Farm novels, but the depth of each character and the breath-taking setting had me feeling like I was at home catching up with old friends before I’d even finished the first chapter. Not least because, as the mother of a similarly rogue little boy, Harry immediately jumped out as my favourite character. It’s always funnier when it’s not happening to you in the moment, but I really felt like I was standing there with Amy, willing the ground to swallow us up (and trying not to laugh literally out loud), right alongside her many, many times throughout this story.

“It might not be perfect, but it was their family Christmas.”

We all love a classic Christmas romance, and whilst ‘Winter Snowfall at Elder Fell Farm’ has warming festivity and romance by the bucket load, an element of this novel which I particularly loved, was the allusion of a ghost story. When done just right, the thought of a chilly spectre lingering in the background of the remote, snow-covered cottage is the holly berry on top of an already intriguing Christmas story.

All in all, I thoroughly enjoyed my stay at Elder Fell Farm, and it has certainly ignited my festive spirit. I may have come for the warming comfort of a classic Christmas romance, but what made me stay was the gripping plot that had me frantically turning the pages to find out what happened next, captivating characters who had me both laughing and crying throughout each twist and turn, and the lure of a mysterious ghost story that kept me guessing even after I closed the final page. Christmas might have brought an end to one element of Matt and Amy’s story, but with a New Year comes new beginnings, and I can’t wait to find out what Liz Taylorson has in store for them next.

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Winter Snowfall at Elder Fell Farm

A simple Christmas just got complicated …

Amy’s in love. She’s looking forward to spending her first Christmas together, as a blended family, with Matt and their two sons, Harry and Oliver. What could be more perfect than a romantic escape to the remote and beautiful Lake District farm where Matt and Amy met?

However, an unexpected and difficult guest threatens to disrupt the festivities, and undermine her relationship with Matt. With Harry and Oliver around to create mayhem, and a snowstorm closing in, it seems that nothing is going to be romantic about Christmas at Elder Fell Farm.

Can their relationship weather the storm?

Author Bio –

Liz has always surrounded herself with books.

As a child, she was always to be found with her head in one and she treasures a bookcase full of her childhood favourites to this day. She went on to work in a library, cataloguing early printed books – but as most of the books turned out to be volumes of sermons, she wasn’t tempted to read them all. She now works as an administrator for her local parish church and is a little more attentive when it comes to sermons.

Her childhood dream of being an author came true with her first published novel The Little Church by the Sea (there are several others in a shoebox under the bed.) It’s the story of a lonely vicar whose vicarage falls off a cliff. Liz hastens to point out that this was written before she was employed by the church! Winter Snowfall at Elder Fell Farm is the second of a trilogy of novels set in the Lake District. After that, she’s thinking it might be time to write another book about a vicar – featuring a hard-working and incredibly efficient parish administrator, of course.

In what remains of her free time Liz is an avid reader, a keen theatre goer, and is also half of the team behind 376 miles, a slightly quirky blog about travelling Britain and watching football. You’ll find it at https://376miles.substack.com and it’s free.

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Blog Tour – The Tanglewood Bookshop

Christmas – a time to slow down, take stock and have some well earned R&R after getting through another year. Well, unless you’re Kazz Fernsby. After a streak of luck so bad that she must have broken at least a hundred mirrors in a past life, Kazz decides to wave goodbye to her cosmopolitan London life, up sticks and relocate to the quaint village of Tanglewood to start a second-hand bookshop. I wasn’t familiar with the ‘Tanglewood’ series before discovering this festive instalment, however I will definitely be making a return visit through its predecessors.

“Tanglewood might be a quiet little place, but it sure had its fair share of interesting characters.”

Tanglewood may appear the classic sleepy, picturesque village, i.e. the perfect place for Kazz to slow down and reboot, however it became quickly clear that whilst it may be quaint, Tanglewood is by no means quiet. Yes, at times, it seemed that the village may contain more resident sheep than humans, but the characters it contains have enough depth and secrets to rival the excitement and drama of Kazz’s beloved London. I loved spending time with Kazz and her fabulous group of friends, but it would be unjust to mention the feisty females of Tanglewood and not mention my favourite character – Betty. We all need a Betty in our lives. At first, she seemed the classic, slightly irritating, curtain-twitcher who lurks around every corner, keeping various hands (and ears) in everyone’s business, but as the story unfolded it became clear that she has a heart of gold and everyone else’s interests at the centre of it.

“Saul had vowed never to let another woman anywhere near his fragile heart….Was he ready to break that vow? Or would he keep the wall around his heart for the rest of his life?”

With a total career change and a relocation to be contending with, the last thing on Kazz’s mind when she moves to Tanglewood is romance. Similarly, for dashing, albeit slightly aloof, farmer Saul, love is the furthest thing from his mind this Christmas, or any time really. Once burned and twice shy, he has no intention of setting himself up for more inevitable heartbreak, that is until he is tasked with helping Kazz turn her bookshop dream into a physical reality. Betty may be my favourite character overall, but Saul Green has absolutely cemented a place high up on my list of literary crushes. Even setting aside the fact that he is drop-dead gorgeous (and appreciates the solace of curling up with a good book!) the sweetest thing about Saul is, in my humble opinion, the bond he has with the adorable, if slightly mischievous, Donald the sheep. Without spoiling the end for anyone who hasn’t finished yet, Donald does turn out to be quite the charming wingman, in an epilogue perfectly romantic and warm that it could melt the snow from the top of Skirrid Fawr on the coldest Winter day. There aren’t many men who can remain dashingly handsome whilst donning wellies, but somehow with Saul, he is even more so.

Even though ‘The Tanglewood Bookshop’ finished with such a heartwarming scene, and had all the key elements of a perfect Christmas romance, Lilac Mills knows just how to keep her readers guessing until the very end. The twists and turns throughout the plot had me furiously turning the pages in a desperate need to know what happened next, muttering the lie we all tell ourselves of ‘just one more chapter’ (or three).

“You’ve got the opportunity to try something new, so why don’t you take it? If you don’t, you’ll spend the rest of your life wondering ‘what if?'”

So, we have a gripping plot, great characters and a sizzling romance, what more could we ask for? Ah yes, a good old cup of cheer to put the reader right into the festive spirit! The only thing more picturesque than Tanglewood, is Tanglewood at Christmas. I read this book in the height of Summer, and could still practically smell the roast chestnuts and pine needles wafting out of the pages. Even reading this book in my sun-soaked garden, I felt a slight chill around my shoulders as though I were curled up in one of Kazz’s armchairs watching the snow fall outside. It may not even be Autumn yet, but I have closed ‘The Tanglewood Bookshop’ feeling so festive that I am quite desperate to put up my Christmas tree and break out the mince pies…

“The Christmas she had been dreading was now something she was quite looking forward to. Could life get any better?”

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The Tanglewood Bookshop

A fun, festive cosy romance

A rural book shop. A chance to start over. But can she make her dream a reality?

Kazz used to love the excitement of her London life, but lately her passion for expensive city living has begun to wane. So when she’s given the opportunity to open a bookshop in picturesque Tanglewood, she jumps at the chance.

But village life is much quieter than she anticipated – is she actually suited for rural living? Resigned to a boring and uneventful Christmas, when she meets gorgeous Saul she is more than ready to have some fun and enjoy the festivities. If only Saul didn’t have a reputation for being a player…

Will Kazz become the heroine in her own Christmas romance, or will he love her and leave her under the mistletoe?

This gorgeous festive romance is perfect for fans of Kiley Dunbar, Rachel Lucas and Sue Moorcroft.

Author Bio –

Lilac Mills lives on a Welsh hillside with her very patient husband and incredibly sweet dog, where she grows veggies (if the slugs don’t get them), bakes (badly) and loves making things out of glitter and glue (a mess, usually).

She’s been an avid reader ever since she got her hands on a copy of Noddy Goes to Toytown when she was five, and she once tried to read everything in her local library starting with A and working her way through the alphabet.

She loves long hot summer days in the garden, and cold winter ones snuggled in front of the fire, but whatever the weather she’s usually writing, or thinking about writing, with heartwarming romance and happy-ever-afters always on her mind.