Amy Stokes is celebrating her thirty- ninth Birthday. Well maybe "celebrating" is not the right term. She is realizing that she has become the picture of mundane. Sure, she is highly successful in business -- a business that surrounds children, but she herself wants nothing to do with the little monsters. All of her circle of close friends have gone "ga -- ga" for the nasty creatures and are trying to single-handedly populate London. She just doesn't get it. Her biological clock may be ticking, but her maternal one doesn't exists. That is until fate takes its toll.

Amy runs over her beloved dog. Magpies are signaling to her, and if that is not enough, she finds an abandoned baby on the doorsteps of her shop. The good doctor examining the baby, Joe Nencini, is a jerk, but a gorgeous one. Everything blends together to find Amy wanting one of those little creatures for her very own. There is just one problem. She has no husband, make that no date at all. Joe is cute enough, but he was wearing a wedding ring and has two horrible children. The only logical thing left to do then would be to get a man per month to shag.

Problem after problem arises when its that time. What is wrong with her -- she used to be able to get any man she wanted. Now the man she likes doesn't fit the bill for a variety of reasons, and the man she needs doesn't seem to exist. What's a girl got to do to get pregnant these days?

Jackie Clune's MAN OF THE MONTH has a definite British overtone. The colloquialism, at times, makes the reader have to stop and think about what is being said. Ms. Clune does a very good job, however, of transforming the main character from a cynical single into a very winsome woman. The humor is decidedly British, but the plot is universally amusing. Have fun reading this one.