Spent the afternoon in the garden pretending we were on holiday....
This was a fairly typical dual-timeline book, set in Paris during WWII and then in the late 1950s. It wasn‘t amazing or breathtaking, but it was a great what I would call ‘ beach read‘. 😁 🏖
Oh and it was *nearly* 5 o‘clock by the time the sangria made an appearance - honest! 🤪