The Mother of All Christmases

From the Sunday Times bestselling author, The Mother of All Christmases is a gorgeous read full of love, life, laughter, a few tears - and crackers! ‘The feeling you get when you read a Milly Johnson book should be bottled and made available on the NHS‘ Debbie Johnson Eve Glace - co-owner of the theme park Winterworld - is having a baby and her due date is a perfectly timed 25th December. And she‘s decided that she and her husband Jacques should renew their wedding vows with all the pomp that was missing the first time. But growing problems at Winterworld keep distracting them … Annie Pandoro and her husband Joe own a small Christmas cracker factory, and are well set up and happy together despite life never blessing them with a much-wanted child. But when Annie finds that the changes happening to her body aren‘t typical of the menopause but pregnancy, her joy is uncontainable. Palma Collins has agreed to act as a surrogate, hoping the money will get her out of the gutter in which she finds herself. But when the couple she is helping split up, is she going to be left carrying a baby she never intended to keep? Annie, Palma and Eve all meet at the ‘Christmas Pudding Club‘, a new directive started by a forward-thinking young doctor to help mums-to-be mingle and share their pregnancy journeys. Will this group help each other to find love, contentment and peace as Christmas approaches? ‘Full of love and laughter‘ Daily Express ‘Full of characters you can identify with and an uplifting sense of warmth‘ Debbie Johnson ‘Johnson is a bona fide commercial blockbuster author and her latest offering is a treat … a properly juicy novel‘ Grazia ‘Always rooted in the deep issues that shape and shake women‘s lives … Sprinkled with festive cheer‘ The Lady ‘Brings love, life and laughter‘ Yours ‘A festive-themed, big-hearted feast bursting with love, laughter, tears, a cast of characters that readers will love as much as their own best friends‘ Lancashire Post ‘Every time you discover a new Milly book, it‘s like finding a pot of gold‘ heat