Remembering Jilly Cooper
It was with deepest sadness that I read of Jilly Cooper’s passing today.
For me Jilly was more than just a romance novelist; her raunchy, funny epic tomes helped get me through my tumultuous younger years. Her books were fun filled, roller coaster romps that I’d devour and then eagerly await her next novel. I cheered for Taggie to overcome dyslexia, cringed when Fen split her tight sharkskin breeches while show jumping commando and cried like a baby when Billy Lloyd Fox shuffled off this mortal coil.
Jilly’s books were meticulously researched. Her novels give readers an in-depth knowledge of show jumping, football clubs, orchestras, the British school system, art dealers, polo, independent television franchises, and multiple dog breeds.
Goodbye Jilly, you will live on in my heart and on my bookshelves forever.
So long and thanks for all the bonking.
My battered 37 year old copy of Riders.


I first came across Jilly’s romance stories in my teens and loved their lighthearted warmth! Then I went on to enjoy her later romps with her irrepressible sense of fun in her writing and interviews. The world seems dimmer and less sparkly after her passing x
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I so miss the comfort of knowing there was always another one to look forward to.
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sorry for your loss. I am not going to know what to do when Stephen Kings passes. 😦
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It’s like losing an old friend 😪
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So sorry you lost a special person in your life. I have never read any of her work but it sounds enjoyable!
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