In common with most other reviewers, I found this book a mixture of brilliant and not so. I preferred the historical story, loving Raj tales as I do. I didn’t find any of the modern characters particularly interesting or likeable: I found the main character quite dull, in fact and not very believable that she would make this journey. I don’t hold out much hope for the longevity of her new relationship, except that the guy is just as dull as she is, perhaps. The story itself, that of the history of the Kashmir shawl, which is this book’s McGuffin, did nothing to stir my emotions: perhaps they’re just hard to stir. However, there’s no denying that the writing is excellent but so is a great deal of writing: the plot has to be fascinating too and I’m afraid, for me, it wasn’t.