Reviewed by Fran.
It’s 1818 post-Waterloo, and Ivonne
Wimpleton is not in the least enamoured by a would-be suitor, thus the scene is
set for conflict, and dreadful anguish for her part. Whilst living in fear of compromise
against her will it seems inevitable, Ivonne despairs her fate, despairs the logic
of her parents and others for inviting a specific dastardly fellow to social
gatherings. Likewise others feel obliged to attend, and amidst their number is
one such as she, who cannot bear his heart on his sleeve as he might have if
circumstances were different. With the fates seemingly stacked against both,
can one moment of honest confession aide each other in finding the happiness they
wish could be theirs? And of course, the path to true love is often plagued
with inner walls to scale and burning hoops to leap through, and no guarantee
of success even when Lady Fate smiles and bestows the wherewithal to set things
right for a loved one. This is a delightful sweet tale of romance in the face
of all the odds of Sod’s Law stacked against a happy outcome.
