I read Tulip Fever in almost one sitting on the flight to Dubai from Amsterdam, where I now live. It was recommended to me by my favourite fellow reader - my mother - because of the setting of Amsterdam in the first half of the seventeenth century, its focus on the fast-growing trend of portrait painting and the rise and fall of Tulipmania on the stock market, something I knew little about.

I found the historical references, descriptions, facts and details fascinating and I wildly appreciate all the author's hard work to research, collate and squeeze as much data in her flowing text without interrupting the natural progression of the story. This book is the ultimate companion for anyone who visits Amsterdam and plans on spending all their time in the Rijksmuseum (which is easily done - it's a huge museum).

I also enjoyed how quickly the story began and how promptly the reader is thrown into a web of lies, scandal and lust all told in very beautiful prose. Plot twists kept me turning the pages and there was a wonderful crescendo of tension was almost as comical as it was angst-ridden - kudos to Moggach!

Historical fiction is not my cup of tea at all, but the history lessons I learned about a place I loved and a Dutch institution - tulips - left me feeling satisfied as much with my new knowledge as I was with the charmingly told story of full-of-life characters in old Amsterdam.