When Harold Fry leaves home one morning to post a letter, with his wife hoovering upstairs, he has no idea that he is about to walk from one end the country to the other.
He has no hiking boots or map, let alone a compass, waterproof or mobile phone. All he know is that he must keep walking. To save someone else's life.
'One of the best books you'll read this year'
-Daily Mail
'At times almost unbearably moving'
-Sunday Times
'A brilliant and charming novel: full of comic panache yet acute and poignant'
-Spectator
When Harold Fry leaves home one morning to post a letter, with his wife hoovering upstairs, he has no idea that he is about to walk from one end the country to the other.
He has no hiking boots or map, let alone a compass, waterproof or mobile phone. All he know is that he must keep walking. To save someone else's life.
'One of the best books you'll read this year'
-Daily Mail
'At times almost unbearably moving'
-Sunday Times
'A brilliant and charming novel: full of comic panache yet acute and poignant'
-Spectator
