Having just returned from Argentina I picked up The forget – me – not sonata from my book pile and was delighted to find that the story was partially set in Buenos Aires. 

A different time but the same heat, the same mesmerising street tango and a story of a woman who loses so many significant people in her life, her sister dies, she spurns her first love and her children are schooled in England. Surely Audrey deserves more?????? Well written, descriptive and page turning.