Paul West has just received an offer he can't refuse:
Two weeks in the sun.
All expenses paid.
With a beautiful blonde called Gloria Monday.
But it soon becomes obvious that Gloria, or M as she likes to be known, has bigger fish to fry.
Meanwhile Paul is asked to cater his best friend’s wedding. Cooking for the French is a risky assignment at the best of times, but Paul assures the bride that nothing can go wrong.
Or can it?
When Paul discovers that M's real target is the French president, and that he's coming to Elodie's wedding, he realises that the merde is about to hit the fan...
Clarke brings off his story with panache
Combines the gaffes of Bridget Jones with the boldness of James Bond
Edgier than Bryson, hits harder than Mayle
Done more for the Entente Cordiale than any of our politicians
Must-have comedy-of-errors diary about being a Brit abroad