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I say Mills & Boon, you say . . .
Never read one.
Yeah, yeah, sure you haven’t. You were too busy reading Tolstoy, right?
Georgette Heyer, actually. Fantastic books. But go on, tell me. What is Mills & Boon doing?
It’s publishing a colouring book of some of its most “iconic” covers from the past 100 years.
We’ve been reading this crap for 100 years?
Who are you to be snobbish? You like Georgette Heyer.
That’s because her books are brilliant. Don’t you dare diss her. What sort of iconic covers will we be colouring in?
One’s called Westward to My Love.
Can’t argue with that. You’re not going to go north for your love, are you? You’d end up in Islington or Crewe. What else?
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Tinsel Star, Silvertide . . .
Ooh, I like the sound of Silvertide. Is it about a silver fox at the seaside? I’m a sucker for a silver fox.
Calm down.
Calm down? Isn’t that slightly missing the point?
Don’t get clever with me. Shall I tell you what the words in a Mills & Boon are like?
Please do.
“Despite her wild reputation,” reads one blurb, “Lara was a virgin.”
Can we guess what that book’s about then?
I think we can. There’s also a Mills & Boon Modern range.
How modern are we talking?
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Engaged to her Ravensdale Enemy
.Yes, that does sound unimpeachably modern.
Also, Innocent on her Wedding Night, The Billionaire’s Defiant Acquisition and Seduced into her Boss’s Service.
You have got to be kidding me.
Alas not.