This has a dreadful, dreadful cover, but was actually one of my favourite reads of the year: the sins of the parents are visited upon the daughters of a sainted Princess Di-type figure and of a Nobel Prize-winning polymath, who fail to live up to their mothers' perfection, but succeed in making lives of their own albeit working as waitresses at a kinky school dinners restaurant. Featuring Henry, one of the most delightful felines ever presented in fiction. (I had to read the end of the book first, to make sure nothing bad happened to Henry. It doesn't.)