It's only "forty-bloody-two miserable, sodding days" before her wedding and Hat Grant, the heroine of Arabella Weir's new novel Stupid Cupid, has just been dumped. Too scared to face the truth behind her fiancé's "it's-not-you-it's-me speech", Hat decides not to let this little hitch stand in her way and steadfastly continues planning a wedding to die for. It's somehow easier to plough through a step-by-step wedding day countdown than worry that there's no sign of the groom. There's a limit, though, to how many times you can pad around your bedroom in wedding shoes to break them in or argue with your mother over the seating plan. Stargazer lilies and vol-au-vent fillings aside, it's not long before everything's ready and there's nothing to prevent Hat from listening to the frantic, panic-stricken voice inside her that's screaming "there's no groom". It's time to embark on the increasingly desperate (and funny) Top Ten Ways To Get Your Boyfriend Back, via a nasty bunny boiling incident and an episode worthy of Frank Spencer. Just how far will Hat go before she realises she's more interested in getting married than being married?

If you've ever sniggered at a bride's obsessive list-making, then Stupid Cupid is the book for you. Wickedly funny, it lifts the veil on the runaway train of wedding plans that tend to overshadow even the simplest of days. Perhaps this is not the best book to give a friend if they're up to their eyeballs planning their big day--why not sneak it into their honeymoon luggage instead? --Jane Honey