I can't believe it's ten years since I read Rachel Joyce's debut novel, '
The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry'. This was the unexpected hit that launched many imitations; for a while it felt like every book I was offered was mooted as 'the next Harold Fry'. Regardless, this original novel had such an effect on me that it was only this year - a mere eight since publication - that I final felt able to tackle it's successor, '
The Love Song of Miss Queenie Hennessey'.
