Think Bridget Jones without the attempts to stop smoking and lose weight, or Sophie Kinsella’s ‘Shopaholic’ with the emphasis on supermarkets rather than designer labels, and you end up with Lucy Jones, an ice cream and ‘Mamma Mia!’ obsessed Singleton who is determined to find herself a boyfriend. I thought this was a charming story - Lucy is both relatable and believable - with some excellent comic touches. I read my friend the ‘Star Wars’ chapter and we both cried with laughter. The various men she meets, while total stereotypes in one sense, also ring true - and we do see Lucy on something of a voyage of self-discovery as she realises she can’t keep on blocking men’s numbers after unsuccessful dates but has to be honest and tell them it won’t work out. My only criticism - if it can be called that - is that I wish it was longer. It’s so well written that I could have quite happily read about twenty disastrous dates instead of just ten.