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Pink Ice Creams by Jo Woolaston

Kay arrives in her holiday let- a caravan and finds someone friendly putting his head through
the window to greet her. She is intent on fixing her broken marriage and the alcohol-fuelled

catastrophe that is her life. She wants to lay to rest the tragedy that has governed her
entire adulthood – the disappearance of her little brother, Adam which happened there
many years beforehand.  Kay relives the past in her head mingled with the present. This
is a very descriptive book, in a good way, so you can see and understand where Kay is
coming from. She goes back to her childhood and how she blames herself for the
disappearance of Adam. She sees every shop as how it was in the past and goes in
wondering if the same people are running it despite the change. This is written in
the first person and flits between the two timelines so that we get into Kay’s head
and what a place that is. It took me a few chapters to get into the swing of this but
once I did I got her. Where she was coming from and running to. Her guilt that she
had carried all of her life about Adam. That her mother had kept saying “one hour
that’s all it was” when Kay should have kept an eye on him and he disappeared.


An unusual read, and an interesting one
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Intent on fixing her broken marriage and the alcohol-fuelled catastrophe that is her life, Kay Harris arrives at her grim and grey holiday let, ready to lay to rest the tragedy that has governed her entire adulthood – the disappearance of her little brother, Adam.

But the road to recovery is pitted with the pot-holes of her own poor choices, and it isn’t long before Kay is forced to accept that maybe she doesn’t deserve the retribution she seeks. Will the intervention of strangers help her find the answers she needs to move on from her past, or will she always be stuck on the hard shoulder with no clear view ahead and a glove box full of empties?

Pink Ice Creams is a tale of loss, self-destruction, and clinging on to the scraps of the long-lost when everyone else has given up hope.


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Author Bio 

Jo Woolaston lives in Leicestershire, England with her extreme noise-making husband and two lovely sons. She tries to avoid housework and getting a ‘proper job’ by just writing stuff instead - silly verse, screenplays, shopping lists... 
This sometimes works in her favour (she did well in her MA in TV Scriptwriting, gaining a Best Student award in Media and Journalism – and has had a few plays produced - that kind of thing) but mostly it just results in chronic insomnia and desperate tears of frustration. Pink Ice Creams is her first novel, she hopes you liked it.
Social Media Links – 
Writer page  Jo Woolaston - https://m.facebook.com/nevermindthebloggers
Twitter @JoWoolaston

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