Following the adventures of Maddie, Ed, Sabi, Jo, Jem, Sara, and the team at The Potting Shed garden centre, Misty Mornings at The Potting Shed, (the third book in the series), saw the opening of a new café, some wonderful new characters, and a face from Ed’s past…
Blurb
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Welcome back to The Potting Shed! As Maddie and Sabi re-open the doors of their family-run garden centre. Business is booming, and it’s time to give back to the community that has kept The Potting Shed afloat, by opening the Forget-Me-Not dementia café.
But, as the doors to the café open, Sabi is offered the chance of a lifetime, that could take her away from The Potting Shed for weeks, café manager Jo’s frail, elderly mother is taken ill, and Maddie’s partner, Ed, takes a job in a faraway city just when Maddie needs him more than ever. A new member of staff is desperately required – who will join Sara, Jo and Ivan as the busy autumn season fast approaches?
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You can also buy an audiobook of this story: Amazon UK, Amazon US.
(Although Misty Mornings is the third book in this series, it can be enjoyed as a standalone read.)
Here is an extract from the story – welcome Belle, a new friend to The Potting Shed.
Belle swept a swathe of deep purple curls from her face and glared into the mirror that hung in the hallway of her little home.
Smudging some concealer under her eyes, she re-examined her complexion.
‘I don’t know why you’re trying to hide those spots, Mum.’ Niall bounded down the stairs, his long thin legs, out of proportion to his short body, as if only half of him was having a growth spurt at once. ‘They’ll go on their own soon – that’s what you tell me about mine.’
‘That’s because you’re a teenager. You’re supposed to have spots. I’m thirty-five! Spots just make me feel old.’
Niall stood next to his mum and stared into the mirror. ‘Your skin’s so dark, they’re hardly visible. Now, if you were white, it’d look like mini satellite dishes had landed on your face.’
‘Thank you for that vote of confidence – not!’ Belle couldn’t help but chuckle at her eldest son’s teasing expression.
‘I was being nice!’
‘By telling me that the spots on my chin, which I saw as annoying, but small, are actually huge.’
‘Why are you trying to hide them anyway?’
‘I’ve got an interview on Monday. I was practising looking nice.’ Belle wrinkled her nose. ‘I’m not sure anyone will hire me to work with food if I have three volcanos on my face!’
Niall gave his mum a hug. ‘You’ll ace it. Every café needs a woman with bright purple hair.’
‘Do you think I should wash out the dye?’ Belle tugged at her mass of curls. ‘Or I could dye it black, or…’
‘Mum! I was joking. It suits you. Just put on your best tie-dye dungarees and you’ll be perfect.’
‘I’ll be wearing a pair of trousers and a shirt and jacket.’
‘Boring.’
‘Sensible.’ Belle left out a pent-up breath. ‘I’m panicking aren’t I.’
‘Just a bit.’ Niall sat on the stairs and glanced up at his mum through a mess of black curls. ‘Are you okay? I mean, do you need this job or just want it?’
‘Both.’ Belle smiled, hoping her eldest child wouldn’t notice the worry that was always in her eyes these days.
‘If you get the job and have to be at work while we’re at home, me and Milo will be okay.’
‘Budge up.’ Belle perched onto the stair next to Niall. ‘It’s obvious that that’s what’s bothering me, huh?’
‘That you’re worried about Milo – or about not being there for him – yeah.’
‘I worry about you too.’ Belle put an arm around Niall’s shoulder.
‘I know.’
Always conscious of inadvertently laying more responsibility on her older child than she meant to, Belle thought of Milo. He’d always been more of a handful than his brother and had taken the defection of their father three years ago hard, whereas Niall had seen it as a sad inevitability.
‘If I get the job, I won’t be home until almost five every day.’
‘I know.’
‘But what if…’
Niall got up and looked down at his mum. ‘I’ll make sure Milo gets home from school and does his homework.’
‘But you shouldn’t have to. You have your own…’
‘I don’t mind, Mum. Honestly.’…
As with many of my novels, serious subjects are covered as the characters go along. From the challenges of having relatives with dementia, to the practical difficulties of long distance relationships, Maddie and the gang face every day head on – while being determined to give something back to the community that has supported them while The Potting Shed grew from a small nursery, to the much larger affair it has become.
Obviously, I don’t want to give away any spoilers here – but I can promise the dogs (Florrie and Sheba) will be as much fun at the end of the novel as they are at the beginning. As If I’d kill the dogs! (Readers do email me asking me not too!).
If you’ve not read Frost Falls at The Potting Shed and Bluebell Season at The Potting Shed, you can catch up on the friends previous dramas via eBook, audiobook or paperback from all good retailers.
Happy reading,
Jenny x
