Ooookay, I started Facts of Life just before Christmas and think I'll have to add it to Anne's 'drivel' pile.

It's pretty dire.
Basically it's a family epic (of the Cynthia Harrod Eagles variety) set around a 12-sided folly in Norfolk. The first generation are Edward, a German Jew who fled Germany just before the war, and Sally, a working class girl who's studied and become a doctor. They fall in love, marry, move into the folly and have kids, who become the second generation. Third generation includes Sam, a gay man who falls in love with the same man as his sister.
So far, so formulaic. The real trouble is the style. It's written in third omni pov with frequent hops between Edward and Sally, andd the end result is that you never feel as though you're getting to know eitherof them. When Edward does something awful involving his family who were left behind in Germany, I was so distanced that I didn't care.
Add to that a few inconsistencies in the timeline and a feeling that these people do so little work they must be living on thin air, and I'm wholly unconvinced.
Why *does* Gale write some books that are great and others that are pure tosh? Is he really two people?