Lap dancer Sofia is quite content with her life. Living upstairs from her ex-boyfriend, partying, boozing and snorting coke, she is visited one night by an Angel called Gabriel. He informs that the she is pregnant with the next Messiah. ‘Immaculate Conceit’ takes us through her journey through depression, her addictions and her coming to terms with being a Mum and of course her new founded relationship with a modern day smoking, drinking Angel. The book is light-hearted, swiftly skimming the surface of the root causes of Sofia’s psychological problems: the perfectionist parents, her relationship to her body and her fear of shopping. Duffy this time, has unfortunately created a two-dimensional character with little substance. Enjoyable to read and mildly humorous, it is however, not a book from which you come away feeling as though you have eaten a five-course meal. Reading this book is more like eating a packet of crisps to ward off your hunger, whilst waiting for the pasta to finish cooking.