Monday, 1 September 2014
*insert bad Proclaimers impression* - The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry by Rachel Joyce
This book did not do that.
This is one of the few books I've read where I had total confidence in the author from the off. I loved it even more by the end than I did at the beginning, and that is a rare, rare thing for me. Sure, I could sit here and make pedantic comments about what would actually happen if you tried walking to Berwick in unsuitable shoes, or complain that there are no great surprises plot-wise, but those things didn't matter because this is wonderfully written and has well-drawn characters who are relentlessly human. It's sad, it's funny, it has buckets of charm which never risks becoming saccharine thanks to the emotionally true (and *raw*) undercurrents. I had to stop reading it in the Post Office queue because I was wearing mascara at the time.
So, yes. I loved it utterly. Normal cynical service will be resumed forthwith.
The Unlikely Pilgrimage Of Harold Fry on Amazon UK