
Genre: Historical Clean Fiction/ Military Fiction/ Sagas/ Historical Family Saga
Publisher: Penguin Books Limited
Publication date: April, 1st 2016
Book Blurb
On an ordinary day in 1941, a letter arrives on the doormats of five young women, a letter which will change everything. Lillian is distraught. And whether she tears, hides or burns the letter the words remain the same – she must register for compulsory war work.
Many miles away, Emily is also furious – her dream job as a chef will have to be put on hold, whilst studious Alice must abandon her plans of college. Staring at an identical letter, Elsie feels a kindling of hope at the possibility of leaving behind her brutal father. And down in London, Agnes has her own reasons for packing her bags with a smile. Brought together at a munitions factory in a Lancashire mill town, none of them knows what lies ahead.
Sharing grief and joy, lost dreams and gained opportunities, the five new bomb girls will find friendship and strength that they never before thought possible as they unite to help the country they love survive.
My Review
The Bomb Girls
Such a delightful sweet , heartwarming and cozy book.
I couldn’t wait to rush back to the pages of this book during my spare time.
The author writes so well. This book is the first book I am reading by this author and I had to look for the remaining books in this series.
I couldn’t pick a favourite among the characters. You can’t help loving every one of them.
I am a BIG fan of historical fiction especially books with themes of life before technology. Those times where women had to scrape and work hard not for themselves, but for their families and loved ones.
I got this book and the series for my personal enjoyment only. Opinions in this review are mine.
About the author

Daisy Styles grew up in Lancashire surrounded by a family and community of strong women. She loved to listen to their stories of life in the cotton mill, in the home, at the pub, on the dance floor, in the local church, or just what happened to them on the bus going into town. It was from these women, particularly her vibrant mother and Irish grandmother, that Daisy learnt the art of story-telling. There was also the landscape of her childhood; wide sweeping empty moors dappled with sunshine, thick with snow, slippery underfoot in the rain, hills that ran as far as the eye could see to the Pennine Way and beyond that to the Lake District. A perfect backdrop for a saga, a space big enough and wild enough to stage a drama about women’s lives in a munitions factory during World War 2.