The new heir isn’t the only thing causing a stir at Highland Hall…
After an unexpected twist in Fergus’s will, Rebecca Barker is still reeling. Duncan MacDuffrey, the ruggedly handsome groundskeeper-turned-heir, is now officially the new laird of Highland Hall. And just as shocking? The slow-burn romance they thought had fizzled out seems to be rekindling.
But not everyone is celebrating. Kieron, Fergus’s great-nephew and longtime rival for the estate, is furious. Convinced the title and the land should have been his, he will not let anything – or anyone – stand in his way.
And somehow, Bex seems to be his number one target. Between handling estate paperwork, dodging village whispers and trying not to get too in her head about her relationship with Duncan, she already has more than enough on her plate.
Is love enough to weather this Highland storm? Or will Bex lose more than her heart this time?
At 64, Meg Foster is ready to paint outside the lines
Newly divorced from overbearing husband Malcom and with only reruns of Bergerac and an irascible black cat called Ivan for company, Meg decides it’s time to add a little colour back into her life. So when she spots a flyer for a local art class at the Lower Begley community centre, she grabs a brush — despite her only painting experience being a half-hearted coat of magnolia in the downstairs loo.
Surrounded by a motley crew of charming amateur artists, Meg slowly begins to rediscover her spark with the help of the other old girls…and the only male in the group Dennis. And when someone suggests a painting holiday to sun-soaked Santorini, Meg doesn’t hesitate to sign up. Whitewashed walls, turquoise seas and possibly even a Grecian god or two? Yes please!
As the sun sets over the Aegean, Meg starts to realise that life — like art — is all about perspective. Could this trip be more than just a wash of watercolour fun? Could friendship, freedom and a second-chance romance be just a sketch away?
This book promises sun, laughter, and second chances under the Santorini sky—but while the premise is charming, the execution feels surprisingly shallow. The story follows 64-year-old Meg, a lonely divorcée who impulsively accepts a week-long trip to Greece from a near-stranger she meets at an art class. It’s a fun idea, but the leap from awkward introduction to idyllic getaway happens so abruptly that it strains believability.
Once in Greece, Meg’s personal journey of rediscovery feels glossed over, replaced by polite chatter and a steady stream of “marvellous” moments. The supporting cast remains paper-thin, their conversations light but forgettable. Only in brief flashes—like Meg’s witty reflections on ageing and independence—does the story gain warmth and authenticity.
Still, Old Girls Go Greek has its place: it’s an easy, escapist summer read, perfect for readers wanting sunshine and simple smiles rather than emotional depth. If you’re after breezy comfort rather than realism or nuance, this lighthearted holiday tale will do nicely.
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