Three cheers for the e-publishing revolution that has brought this neglected West Country classic back into circulation. When I picked up A Drift of Daisies I thought I was in for a gentle read but in fact it's very much more. The Somerset village where it's set is certainly picture perfect and the ending of the story is no different to how the reader might guess, but along the way we meet some of the most colourful characters who have ever graced a romantic saga. There's the heroine's sparky and spiky friend Diana, Sheila the raunchy ex-biker, Flo, grumpy matriarch of the household in Cemetery Lane, not to mention her troublesome sister Britannia Clapp who `always wanted to know the ins and outs of a cat's backside.' (!) And if our rosy heroine Rowan she is the most conventional of the characters she is also touchingly human. When she finds her womanising husband in flagrante with a work colleague, what she can't get over, apart from her anger and hurt, is the size of the other woman's exposed bosom - ! Meanwhile he story unfolds at leisurely pace with domestic scenes described in loving detail but the author doesn't shy away from the seamier side of life. Sex, as in life, is pretty well everywhere, whether blissfully romantic or racy and rumbustuous, and it's sexual jealousy that leads to the shockingly violent climax of the story. The other thing that sets this book apart is the lively and sometimes hilarious dialogue, written with an unfailing ear for local accent and idiom. But the writing never slips into caricature, because the writer simply has too much affection for her characters. By the end of the novel I'm sure you'll love them too.