Lucy Sullivan can be very annoying. She's too lazy to do her laundry, too dumb to realize her father is an alcoholic, and too ungrateful to appreciate the people who treat her nicely. But there is something about this vulnerable Irish girl plugging away at a dead-end job in London, sharing alcoholic binges with workmates and roommates that touched me. Maybe it was her desperate need to be loved, her witty repartee with herself and others, or just the universal quest to find that special person that touched me, but by book's end I was screaming for it not to end. I wanted more of Lucy, Daniel, Karen, Meredia, Megan, Charlotte, and even Gus. . . well, maybe I'd had enough of Gus.
We first meet Lucy when she and her co-workers are about to visit a fortune teller. One glance into her crystal ball and the fortune teller sees marriage for Lucy within 18 months. But Lucy has no prospects having just broken up with Stephen because he treats her too nice. At first skeptical, but becoming hopeful as her two workmates have their fortunes come true, Lucy eagerly picks up the first man she meets at a party and tags him the future Mr. Lucy Sullivan. Too bad he has no home, no money, no job, nothing but a loud mouth and lots of nerve. But Lucy is in love and defends the loathsome Gus to everyone including her best friend Daniel. When Gus disappears, Daniel becomes intimate with her roommate, and a new man comes into the office, things get even funnier. Light but touching, sensitive and emotional, LUCY SULLIVAN IS GETTING MARRIED is sure-fire entertainment for all lovers of British chick lit.