Comfort is a craft, and Cathy Bramley works at it. My Kind of Happy is a novel about starting again after loss, in which a woman grieving a family tragedy begins keeping a list of the small things that lift her, and finds that flowers keep appearing on it.
From there the book becomes a story about turning a private consolation into something useful to other people, by way of a floristry that gives shape to the days. It is gentle fiction with a spine: the sadness underneath is real, and the recovery is earned rather than granted.
The tagging on this title leans towards home and self-improvement, which rather undersells it. This is warm, character-led British storytelling first, with the practical pleasures of flowers and arranging woven through it.