Hello, Book Dragons! Today I would like to welcome you all on my stop of the Blog Tour for My Greek Island Summer By Mandy Baggot and I would like to share an extract, with all of you. Thank you very much to Vicky from Head Of Zeus for the invitation. Please do show some love to all the wonderful book bloggers on this blog tour by following and sharing their work, I am pretty sure they have amazing reviews and more extracts from the book. 🙂
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release date: 04 06 2020
Price*: Kindle £2.48 (GBP)/ Paperback £7.99 (GBP)
Pages: ~ 528
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Description of the book: Two weeks. One unforgettable trip to Corfu. A chance to change her life.
Becky Rose has just landed her dream job house-sitting at a top-end villa on the island of Corfu. What could be better than two weeks laying by an infinity pool overlooking the gorgeous Ionian waters while mending her broken heart.
Elias Mardas is travelling back to Corfu on business whilst dealing with his own personal demons. Late arriving in Athens, Becky and Elias have to spend a night in the Greek capital. When they have to emergency land in Kefalonia, Becky’s got to decide whether to suck up the adventure and this gorgeous companion she seems to have been thrown together with or panic about when she’s going to arrive at Corfu…
Finally reaching the beautiful island, Becky is happy to put Elias behind her and get on with her adventure. Until he turns up at the villa…
Becky regarded the photo of an admittedly tempting piece of cooked-to-perfection steak, a string of watercress laying over its width. She did love meat. Probably a little too much. While Megan was all about sourcing her protein from shakes and pulses, Becky had always preferred animal. Tender beef loin or perfect pork medallions. Some boiled new potatoes with sprigs of mint plucked from the business garden or mash with garlic and rosemary the way her dad used to make it…
‘It’s missing a few more chips though, isn’t it? Still,’ Hazel said, ‘it’s eat-all-you-can on these ships. No one goes hungry. Even the fat ones. And my friend Hilary is a testament to that.’
‘Is that who you’re going with in October?’ Becky asked, watching as Hazel turned the pages and more serene, gliding vessels were displayed, some docking near the waterways of Venice others underneath the famous blue domes of Santorini. It all looked perfect. Sun, sea, and saucisson was on offer for those boats docking in Cannes. Blackpool was the last break Becky had had. And watching her mum and Auntie June ride donkeys and purge their lunch after going on the Big One, hadn’t exactly been the epitome of relaxation.
‘Oh no, dear,’ Hazel said screwing up her face in close-to disgust. ‘No, I wouldn’t wish holidaying with Hilary on anyone. She really would spend twenty-four hours at the all-you-can-eat buffet.’
‘Then who are you going with?’
‘Well,’ Hazel said, ‘I know I should be inviting Stanley from the bowls club, because I have been leading him on a little lately but… I quite fancy going on my own.’
‘Really?’ Becky said, taking a sip of her drink. It wasn’t quite a cruise cocktail, but it was cooling her down and smoothing over her annoyance at Megan’s rapid and angry departure earlier.
‘Yes,’ Hazel continued, flipping over another brochure page. ‘Look at this, dear… Exhibit A you could say.’ Hazel spread her fingers over the photos and inhaled again.
Becky took in the photo of three silver-haired gents in their smart beige trousers and jackets in varying hues of pastel, leaning altogether slightly too posed against the railing of the boat as it slipped past the Rock of Gibraltar.
‘Maybe that’s what you need too,’ Hazel remarked. ‘A holiday and a man. These cruises can deliver both, and even the lower-class rooms aren’t exactly shabby.’ Hazel sniffed like being a third-class passenger on the Titanic could have been bearable if they had been able to see Jane McDonald sing.
Becky pulled the brochure a little closer. These men Hazel was getting her to look at, actually make that all the people in the promotional photos, were Hazel’s age. Not that there was anything wrong with being in your sixties, but Becky didn’t want a sixty-year-old man-friend when she was only twenty-five. She didn’t know if she even really wanted a man-friend at all after the disaster of her last date. Angus from the sausage shop.
About the author: Mandy Baggot is an internationally bestselling and award-winning romance writer represented by Tanera Simons of The Darley Anderson Literary, TV and Film Agency.
The winner of the Innovation in Romantic Fiction award at the UK’s Festival of Romance, her romantic comedy novel, One Wish in Manhattan, was also shortlisted for the Romantic Novelists’ Association Romantic Comedy Novel of the Year award in 2016. Mandy’s books have so far been translated into German, Italian, Czech and Hungarian.
Mandy loves the Greek island of Corfu, white wine, country music and handbags. Also a singer, she has taken part in ITV1’s Who Dares Sings and The X-Factor.
Mandy is a member of the Society of Authors and lives near Salisbury, Wiltshire, UK with her husband and two daughters.
Website: http://www.mandybaggot.com / Twitter: @mandybaggot / Facebook: @MandyBaggotAuthor
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