Mrs Harris Goes to Paris: And Mrs Harris Goes to New York (The Adventures of Mrs Harris)

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Plans are then made to smuggle little Henry along with them, and handily, an old friend from Paris is also onboard the boat to New York to help with the difficulty of getting the smuggled child through immigration. The Albert Bridge and that beautiful crescent in Belgravia are both the real thing, and so is the pub where they go—the exterior is in London, you can’t find that anywhere else. This handsome bright pink paperback combines the first two Mrs Harris books, in which the London char lady with a heart of gold finds herself having unlikely adventures in two of the world’s most remarkable cities, Paris and New York. Always kind, always cheery and always winsome, the indomitable Mrs Harris takes Paris by storm and learns one of life's greatest lessons along the way. Harris is quite a likable character and it's sweet how she has such a positive influence on those around her.

Then the three hero dresses are all inspired by Dior dresses but they’re interpretations and not copies. One day, while tidying Lady Dant’s wardrobe, she comes across the most beautiful thing she has ever seen in her life—a Dior dress. Charlady is perhaps the more respectful term to use when referring to a paid part-time worker who comes into a house or other building to clean it for a few hours of a day or week, as opposed to a maid, who usually lives as part of the household within the structure of domestic service. In the film, they changed the storyline so that the help the charwoman brings about feels even more improbable. Only today, Lady Dant brings them out and shows them off to Mrs Harris and tells her that the dresses cost upward of 450 pounds.I was enjoying the book, but the ending of the first story was such a disappointment that I don't think I want to read the second one - at least, not now. Finally after two years of ‘work, sweat and self-denial’, plus a little bit of luck, she has enough.

Gathering her British courage, she pushes open the door, is ‘almost driven back by the powerful smell of elegance’, and ascends the grand staircase but, ultimately, is confronted by Mme Colbert, the manageress, who apart from being in a bad mood, surveys Mrs Harris and concludes that she looks like a cleaning lady and should have gone to the back door.This time, though, it’s not with a dress in mind, though – she and her friend Violet Butterfield (familiarly Vi) are off to reunite a mistreated adopted boy with his long-lost American father.