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At last.. The Undomestic Goddess by Sophie Kinsella, the book I have wanted to read since June.

My name is Samantha. I’m twenty-nine years old. I’ve never baked a loaf of bread in my life. I can’t sew on a button. What I do know is how to restructure a corporate finance agreement and save my client thirty million pounds.

Samantha is a high-powered lawyer in London. She works all hours, has no home life, and cares only about getting a partnership. She thrives on the pressure and adrenalin. Until one day.. she makes a mistake. A mistake so huge it’ll wreck her career… fifty million pounds.

She goes into meltdown, walks right out of the office, gets on the first train she sees, and finds herself in the middle of nowhere. Asking for directions at a big, beautiful house, she is mistaken for the inverviewee housekeeper and finds herself being offered the job. They have no idea they’ve hired a Cambridge-educated lawyer with an IQ of 158 - and Samantha has no idea how to work the oven. The pay? Well, less than what she charges for an hour consultation.

Disaster ensues. It’s chaos as Samantha battles with the washing machine.. the ironing board.. and attempts to cook a cordon-bleu dinner.. but maybe she’s not as undomestic as she thought. Maybe, with some help, she can fake it? Ya, like, engaging caterer to bring in 20 kinds of sandwiches when she failed to cut the bread, engaging a girl in the village to do the ironing and buying clothes to replace those she spoiled using the washing machine.

The story ended well, the "mistake" she made was intentional. The whole conspiracy revealed and she was offered full equity partnership. Hmmm.. guess what, Samantha declined the offer and surprised everyone by telling she’s happier working as a housekeeper.

Through this book do I know Sophie Kinsella writes as Madeleine Wickham too.