Comfort Farm

When sensible, sophisticated Flora Poste is orphaned at 19, she decides her only choice is to descend upon relatives in deepest Sussex. At the aptly named Cold Comfort Farm, she meets the doomed Starkadders: cousin Judith, heaving with remorse for unspoken wickedness; Amos, preaching fire and damnation; their sons, lustful Seth and despairing Reuben; child of nature Elfine; and crazed old Aunt Ada Doom, who has kept to her bedroom for the last 20 years. But Flora loves nothing better than to organise other people.

Angie Turner's Idaho restaurant, the County Seat, is known and loved for its fresh food. For Angie, it's also meant a fresh start. But when big agriculture comes to town - along with whispers of foul play - Angie could lose more than the farm.

The title story tells of a typical Christmas at the farm before the coming of Flora Poste. It is a parody of the worst sort of family Christmas: Adam Lambsbreath dresses up as Father Christmas in two of Judith's red shawls. There are unsuitable presents, unpleasant insertions into the pudding and Aunt Ada Doom orders Amos to carve the turkey, adding: 'Ay, would it were a vulture, 'twere more fitting!'

Robert Poste's child is back at Cold Comfort Farm. But all is not well. Flora finds the farm transformed into a twee haven filled with Toby jugs and peasant pottery, and rooms labelled 'Quiete Retreate' and 'Greate laundrie'. It is, Flora winces, 'exactly like being locked in the Victoria and Albert Museum after closing time'. Worse, the farm is hosting a conference of the pretentious International Thinkers Group - a group made up of the 'sadistic owl' Mr Peccavi, loathsome Mr Mybug and the overpowering Mrs Ernestine Thump.

My name is Ellie, but in my Amish community a lot of grown men call me Madame Eleanor or The Amish Temptress. In private, of course. You see, I was nineteen when I first snuck out to meet a guy, and realized how much fun it is to fulfill a repressed man’s desires. Ever since then, I've been taking care of the men's needs in my community. Giving them the space to satisfy their unmentionable cravings is what I enjoy doing most. It certainly makes my life more interesting around here. Men stare at my large chest all the time. No one was as bad as Samuel, though. Anytime I’m nearby, ...

My name is Ellie, but in my Amish community a lot of grown men call me Madame Eleanor or The Amish Temptress. In private, of course. You see, I was nineteen when I first snuck out to meet a guy, and realized how much fun it is to fulfill a repressed man’s desires. Ever since then, I've been taking care of the men's needs in my community. Giving them the space to satisfy their unmentionable cravings is what I enjoy doing most. It certainly makes my life more interesting around here. When Jeb approaches me during the Sunday picnic, I fear he’s going to ask for my hand in marriage. Instead...

Meet Eve, who has departed from her 30-year career to become a Free Spirit, Sally, who has waved goodbye to her indifferent husband and two grown-up children, and Anastasia: defiantly independent narrow-boat-dweller, suddenly vulnerable as she awaits a life-saving operation. Inexperienced and ill-equipped, Sally and Eve embark upon a journey through the canals of England, guided by the remote and unsympathetic Anastasia.