I began reading "Donkeys on my Doorstep" with a sense of great expectation, coupled with some regret, for I knew this book would be the final chapter of the hugely entertaining story describing her family's move from London to Majorca which Anna Nicholas had laid bare so hilariously in her previous three books.
Nevertheless, I was not to be disappointed. Anna has provided another outstanding example of deliciously warm and humourous writing, describing a fresh series of enchanting encounters in London and the Soller valley with immense style and finely tuned comedy.
Once again, we meet Anna's remarkably calm and unruffled husband Alan, their happy-go-lucky young son Ollie and many of the quirky Majorcan locals we have come to love and respect for their honest simplicity, fulsome sense of humour and sheer enjoyment of life in their gorgeous rural setting.
Faithful friends Pep and Juana feature once again, along with the ever present and effervescent Catalina and mad new acquaintances such as Jacinto the "donkey whisperer". We are also given a moving insight into an island life divided by bitter loyalties during the Spanish Civil War as Michel, an elderly poet, remembers a time of suffering, sadness and lost love.
Back in London, Greedy George is up to his scheming ways, and the ever so slightly eccentric Ed finds himself tormented by various awkward situations. We are introduced to monstrous new characters such as "mad hatters" Marcus and Pippa Darley, their drag queen assistant Bruno and the oddities of yet more of Anna's clients, the Claverton-Michaels, while tireless PR assistants Rachel and Sarah try to keep Anna on the straight and narrow.
Although sorry to turn the final page, I had enjoyed reading this terrific paperback enormously as I lounged in the sun during an early May Mediterranean holiday.