Love & Dr. Devon - Couverture souple

It's not easy being a doctor, especially when your wife has run off in search of excitement and you're given the push from your practice for sticking up for your principles. Christopher Devon tries to make a new life and, after a bit of persuasion from his daughter, to meet a new woman. But how to find one? And how to placate a son who thinks you should never have split up in the first place?
Dr Devon is not the only man with woman trouble. Tiger Wilson has been married just a little too comfortably for thirty years, and Gary Flynn is a serial womaniser who refuses to settle down. But during one month in spring they are all about to have their lives turned upside down, and not just by women.
In seeking to add a little excitement to their lives, they get rather more than they bargained for. They all have their secrets, and they are all exposed to danger. The result? Death, intrigue and passion.
Will Dr Devon find true love and live happily ever after? Or will the bitter pill of reality prove a fly in the ointment of his dreams?
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'You pick up clues as you'd pick flowers along a garden path but Titchmarsh is good company and it's a pleasure to walk the path with him. The story is cheerful, frothy and it's a change to see love's dilemmas from the male point of view . . . Mr Titchmarsh has matured as a writer since his debut, Mr MacGregor, and he's great to take to the beach' DAILY EXPRESS 11/8
'You wouldn't ask a romantic novelist to do your garden, but here's a gardener you can trust with a romantic novel. The latest effusion from Mr Titchmarsh is as pleasant as a painted tin of shortbread' THE TIMES 12/8
'Alan Titchmarsh's novels are as satisfying as gazing out on a freshly mown lawn, as sweet smelling as a bed of roses...Titchmarsh can more than carry a plot - Ouch!' MIRROR 18/8
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