#CoverReveal – A Prosecco Christmas by Sylvia Ashby @bysylvia_a @NeverlandBT
I’m thrilled to be helping to reveal the cover for Sylvia Ashby’s new book, A Prosecco Christmas. I reviewed the second in the Pot Love series, The Sinking Chef, last month and I absolutely loved it so I’m looking forward to reading this one too. Before I reveal the gorgeous cover, here’s what it’s about:
“Family is where life begins.
And what better time to spend with your family than Christmas week?
Ashley and Giacomo go to Upper Swainswick, a postcard village ten minutes’ drive from Bath, to stay with Ashley’s mum and step-dad. It’s their last visit before the arrival of their first child.
But babies have a habit of being unpredictable.
So when Ashley goes into labour on Christmas Eve, three weeks ahead of schedule, it takes everyone by surprise.
She’s not ready! Her perfect Birth Plan is packed away in her hospital bag two hundred miles away, she has no going home outfit, and she has a live event planned on New Year’s Eve for her YouTube channel, The Sinking Chef. People have been signing up for it for weeks. She can’t possibly disappoint them on the last day of the year. What is she to do?
The tinsel gets even more tangled when Giacomo’s parents decide to fly from Italy to meet their first grandchild. Hotels are fully booked, so everyone has to stay under the same roof.
Would eleven people in the house, not counting the baby, turn out to be simply too much for Ashley?”
Ooh, sounds brilliant! And now for that all-important cover reveal…………..
Feast your eyes on this little beauty…….
Oh, it’s so pretty!
I love it, don’t you?
It’s out now in ebook for just 99p.
Sylvia Ashby is fond of the written word: books, blog posts, recipes, even an explanation to the HM Revenue & Customs as to why she thinks skirts should be exempt from VAT – she’s written it all!
She likes travelling and has lived all over Europe – London, Brussels, Amsterdam and Sofia, Bulgaria. Currently, she lives in Leuven, Belgium with her husband, daughter, son and a sparrow called Jack, who comes occasionally to peck the seeds she leaves for him on top of the garden shed.