Imagine that you are skipping along a charming country road with the sun on your face and wind in your hair, in happy anticipation of a cream tea in the most delightful company. Did I mention the birds are singing cheerily too? Reading Love Out of Season evokes something like that type of mood. So, the vultures are staking out her flat, with notepads and long lenses in tow. Amy must hide. And fast. Off she scurries to anonymity at the North Devon Riviera Hotel, shattered and afraid. As she makes her way there we are introduced to the other guests, each with their own love dilemmas.