Christmas Promises at the Little Wedding Shop: Celebrate Christmas in Cornwall with this magical romance!
Escape to Cornwall with this uplifting and feel good standalone novel from the bestselling author of The Little Wedding Shop by the SeaThere’s nothing more magical than a winter wonderland wedding but when photographer Holly North returns to the cosy village of St Aidan she’s determined to avoid romance and the festive season full stop. She’s doing one small favour for a friend’s wedding and then her plans involve diving under her duvet and avoiding any sign of Christmas cheer – and gorgeous but insufferable Rory Sanderson – for the rest of December!That is until Christmas arrives at Brides by the Sea, Cornwall’s enchanting and most adorable little wedding shop. The champagne is on ice while mistletoe hangs from every nook and Holly’s friends at the shop are determined she’ll live up to her festive name.It’s the most wonderful time of the year, and romance is most definitely in the crisp winter air with promises, proposals and Christmas kisses aplenty… What readers are saying about this cosy Christmas romance:‘You can almost smell the Christmas trees and taste those mince pie muffins…the perfect book to cuddle up with’ My Chestnut Reading Tree‘A real cracker’ Annie Cooper’s Book Corner‘An absolute delight’ Bookworms and Shutterbugs‘A really warm and cosy read…it has got me so excited for Christmas!’ Jessica’s Book Biz‘This book has it all, romance, entertainment, charm, cheerfulness, friendship, small miracles, Christmas magic and lots of warmth…I absolutely loved this fantastic book’ With Love for Books
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Source ISBN: 9780008260668
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Version: 2017-09-18
âJane Linfoot has got out the mixing bowl and whipped up a truly gorgeous storyâ¦A deliciously scrumptious treatâ
Rebecca Pugh, bestselling author of Return to Bluebell Hill
âJust like the perfect wedding cake, Cupcakes and Confetti is beautifully crafted and wrapped in romanceâ
Heidi Swain, bestselling author of The Cherry Tree Cafe
âA pure delightâ¦fabulous, fun and unforgettableâ
Debbie Johnson, bestselling author of Summer at the Comfort Food Café
âSimply stunningâ
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âGorgeous book with characters full of heart, and an impassioned story to make you smileâ
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âLoved this book. The main characters are vividly drawnâ¦the writing is fast and feistyâ
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âWith every book I read I fall more in loveâ
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For Anna and Jamie, Indi, Richard and Eric, Max and Caroline, M, and Phil. With love. xx
Each of the stories abbot Poppy, Sera, Lily, Holly, Jess and their friends at Brides by the Sea can be read on its own. If youâd like to read consecutively, this is the order:
The Little Wedding Shop by the Sea
Christmas at the Little Wedding Shop
Summer at the Little Wedding Shop
Christmas Promises at the Little Wedding Shop
I hope you have as much fun reading the books as I have writing them, love Jane xx
Taking pictures is like tiptoeing into the kitchen late at night and stealing Oreo cookies
Diane Arbus
Table of Contents
Some Delicious Recipes from Christmas Promises at the Little Wedding Shop â¦
Favourite Cocktails from Christmas Promises at the Little Wedding Shop
Saturday, 2nd December
At St Aidan station: Sparkle all the way
âCould you possibly take me to Brides by the Sea?â
The whiskers Iâm staring up at are curly, white and, at a guess, a hundred per cent acrylic. And letâs be clear about this â hitching a ride on Santaâs horse and carriage definitely isnât my first choice to get across town to the wedding shop, where Iâm going to be staying for the next month.
When I got on the train this morning at St Pancras there was a seventy-five-foot tree in the departure hall, enough spangley lights to illuminate the northern hemisphere and choirs clustered around pianos singing carols. Christmas in London was rolled out in November. I canât tell you how blissful it was to leave it all behind and arrive in St Aidan to the sound of seagulls, and one wonky tree by the station exit that hadnât got its decorations on yet. And I know my mum and dad have let our family house in nearby Rose Hill village and gone off to Spain on a wild winter sun-seeking adventure in a motor caravan. But when I smell the salty air and catch a glimpse of the jumble of white painted cottages and grey stone houses winding up the hill into the town here, even though my parents are away it still feels as if Iâm coming home.
The bad news is, by the time Iâve jostled my way through the mass of travellers in their North Face jackets, and dragged my rucksack and a suitcase the size of a garden shed onto the pavement outside the station, the last of the line of waiting taxis is a disappearing dot on the horizon. So when a pony and trap driven by Santa Claus himself jingles to a halt in front of me, even though Iâve come to here to avoid Christmas, the offer of a lift into town is too tempting to turn down.
