I broke my cardinal rule of not reading others' reviews before I wrote my own. But hey. Rules are made to be broken.
And I have to agree with some of the other readers - none of whom canned GN BN btw - that they too zipped along with the story, making it an excellent summertime read, but there were a few annoying things (more on that soon).
I try to read a Byron Bay novel at least every summer. I've only been there once, so I am not too sure of the connection. I guess I am interested in seeing how other people see the town.
I liked GN BN. It sort of never took itself too seriously, and how could it, with character names like The Anemone Sisters. But Nemony Anemone? Really? I think Maggie Groff likes names. I think she likes the way they roll off the tongue. I can almost see her sitting there, in her leather or faux leather chair, chuckling to herself as she writes them down. Dandy McCormack, with family members Mandy and Randy. Stop it now! And who could forget Chairman Meow and Overton Siliphant. There's a story right there.
Quirksville names aside, I agree with the other readers that there may have been a little too much discussion about clothing and the side-plaiting of the hair. That particularly annoyed me as I had Scout (there's another name/theme) discussing at length (pardon the pun) which side her plait should go. And the washing out of the vomit. Euw. TMI. In my mind Scout was a tomboy with tousled unkempt hair, prone to vagaries all of its own.
And even after the vomit incident, there was discussion about Scout having the good sense to put on a 'crisp white shirt' after being bashed, gagged and self-vomited upon - becoz the bf was in town!
The maritime insurance stuff and plates and pin numbers also was a bit longwinded. But the twist with the sisters was good and I liked Daisy. I didn't really see the need for Dave. He drove them to the airport and wore secret safari suits and writes. Pfft. Who doesn't?
What did I like? Well. Most of the story tbh. The guerilla knitting. Although I never quite got the significance of the curtains on the ATMs. And I was grateful for Rafe (what a name) at least having a sense of humour in there re Ned Kelly and the knitted top. Otherwise, he was a little two-dimensional. Sexpot cop.
But my biggest bug bear. And here it comes. Was the swimsuit swim to the boat and the shoving of the monies, passports and BOLTCUTTERS down the front of the cossie. Now. Come on. I'd like to see that done.
All in all. Lots of fun. How could it be improved? I'd get rid of the sculpted men's bodies and adorable man curls, perfectly framing the manly men's faces, because as they tell me, men (esp marbled-bodied curly haired man-Gods) really are lining up one after the other to date middle-aged single mums. I'd concentrate on Scout and Daisy (maybe an offbeat on again off again queer liaison) and more of Miles as their manbag (surely he's got a secret or too stuffed away in his butler's pantry). Then, let the good times roll.