Meet Isla Morgan. Once upon a time she was writing songs and the adored girlfriend of super-hot popstar Nate Jones. Now she’s broke, single and stuck on the road trip to hell with her acid-tongued grandmother and a photographer who’s distracting her for all the wrong reasons.
Still reeling from the humiliation of being publicly dumped by Nate in favour of glamour model, Ruby Wright, Isla retreats to the sanctuary of her parents’ home to hide from the world and begin her new life plan: feeling sorry for herself. But every cloud has a silver lining, and Isla’s relentless agent, Miriam, has a plan that will turn her world around.
All she has to do is drive her eighty-nine year old grandmother, Nana Mac (she of the neon dresses and white beehive) to Inverness in the company of Bill, a struggling photographer who’s there to propel Isla back into the money. But is that the only thing Bill has on his mind?
As things start to heat up in the back of the SUV, Nate, freshly dumped by Ruby, is suddenly back on the scene and hell-bent on charming his way back into Isla’s affections. And he’s got company. But Isla’s not giving in without a fight and as secrets and lies are exposed she begins to wonder if anyone is what they seem.
Amidst the paparazzi scrums and tabloid revelations, can Isla figure out what – or who – she really wants? Or is she destined to a life living in her parents' spare bedroom reading magazines about cats?
One thing's for sure, one way or another Isla Morgan's going to do everything she can to get it all back. Even if that means spending twelve days driving an impossibly large car whilst being told you’re a loser by an eighty-nine year old geriatric gremlin.
A road novel with a difference. Good characterisation, believable dialogue, funny and romantic too. The hero was a little underplayed - he disappears for most of the last third of the book, which is disappointing, because he's got an interesting backstory (would have liked more on that) and is delightful. The progress of the H/h affair is humorous, and touching. Some silliness in the plot itself at the end (so, live with it) but the huge plus is the acid grandmother lighting up every page with her bitchy put-downs.