
(No, I wasn't hormonal.) This novel contains moments of hilarity, moments of deep sadness and every emotion in between. In fact it made me do something no book has ever done before – half way in I actually found myself crying with happiness. This is the most gentle, delightful, amazingly heart-warming novel. However, a chat with a girl at the local petrol station made him realise that a letter couldn't be enough. He knew he needed to respond and thought that posting a letter would suffice. The catalyst was a letter from Queenie, an ex-colleague of Harold's. Harold and Maureen Fry were unremarkable: one long marriage, one adult offspring and a long retirement stretching out in front of them like a prison sentence.

but perhaps, just perhaps, whilst he keeps walking Queenie will live. His plan was just to post a letter at the end of the road whilst Maureen hoovered upstairs. Summary: Harold Fry didn't realise he was going on a 672 mile walk.
