English to the core, Marrying Up is all about social climbing. Alexa is a schemer of the worst sort. She’s gambling everything on her sole ambition of marrying into the titled classes. She doesn’t care what she has to do (or who!) to get where she wants to go. She befriends aristocrat Florrie, a party girl who is constantly in the social pages. Florrie is deeply shallow and doesn’t think past the next boyfriend or party. Obviously this fills Alexa with a burning rage, as Florrie has every advantage that she is so desperate for. And finally there’s Polly, a lovely girl who hasn’t had much luck with men in the past. She was at school with Alexa, but the two couldn’t be less alike. And now Polly has caught the eye of the handsome young vet, Max. But Max has a secret….
Seriously, if you can’t figure out how this story is going to play out, you must have rocks in your head. Okay sure, there are no surprises, but I still found this a very enjoyable read. There’s something so indulgent in reading about the Hooray Henry chattering classes – so completely removed from reality, and yet somehow very familiar. There is no challenge presented here, but Holden’s light touch and sense of humour make this the perfect book to read on the couch on a rainy afternoon while eating an entire package of chocolate biscuits.