By Rachel Johnson
Each urban HAS A NOTTING HELL . . ."A spot of extramarital nookie with an in depth neighbor is something. we are all grown-ups right here. yet promoting a rare-to-the-market mid-Victorian condominium -- now not purely a home yet our kid's ancestral kinfolk domestic -- on a communal backyard, this kind of condominium banker may trample over his personal grandmother to spend his bonus on -- is one other factor solely. it truly is wrong."Meet Mimi. Mimi may perhaps "have all of it" -- the home, the kids, the part-time vainness activity, the thin denims, the feng shui guru -- yet existence chez Fleming isn't as comfortable as she'd like (husband Ralph prefers the trout circulate to the quick lane). And whilst Mimi meets Si, the hot billionaire at the block, at a sushi social gathering, she quickly faces a decision of maintaining or preserving it real.Then there is her ally Clare, neat-freak backyard fashion designer, deep in biopanic approximately her childlessness with eco-architect husband, Gideon. Clare screens all illicit job within the deepest West London compound, from mild adultery to heavy development, and he or she is staring at Mimi. . . .Notting Hell is a wickedly humorous and oh-so-recognizable comedy of manners, filleting existence on a communal backyard in London. So take your irreplaceable numbered key and input Lonsdale Gardens, the realm of rich one-upmanship, the place the old school legislation of affection nonetheless rule one of the chrome steel kitchen home equipment, cashmere throws, and compassionately produced cups of latte.INCLUDES"Notting Hill for Beginners," a witty advisor to the must-haves and needs to understands of Notting Hill
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Notting Hell: A Novel by Rachel Johnson