"He was walking to Queenie Hennessy"
I have seen this novel around before and was not particularly drawn to it, so I am particularly grateful to the lovely Louise for introducing me to Harold Fry and his rather long walk. It is a delight and you will enjoy your own little wander through its pages, no doubt shedding the odd tear.
When Harold Fry receives the sad news from his former colleague that she is dying in Berwick-upon-Tweed, he sets off down the road and just keeps walking in the hope that she will stay alive long enough for him to visit. Is Harold going senile as his wife fears or is his unlikely journey something more?
His journey is an interesting one, full of unexpected discoveries and the remembrance of past tragedies, long hidden away.
5 out of 5 sore feet are the fault of poor walking shoes.