Have a Nice Lie Down with a Good Book

I had to go into Hospital on Monday - Nothing serious, just an appointment I'd had was brought forward unexpectedly. I've been pretty much bed ridden since due to stitches in various places and lots of bruising. You'd think this is the perfect time to read, but really, it's just the perfect time to sleep. I don't feel I'm giving a book the best of my attention if I'm reading it whilst off my tits on Codeine.

Having said that, I've been getting through The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry quite quickly. It doesn't take a lot of reading, and to be honest, I'm a bit nervous about it being sad so it's quite nice to read with only one eye on the page - just in case something sneaks up and sets your eyes watering.

In case you've managed to avoid the plotline, Harold Fry gets a letter from his old work colleague Queenie (who he's wronged somehow) saying she's dying. He responds with sympathy, but on his way to post the letter realises he can't actually part with it and return to his staid existence with his cold wife. He decides to walk to the next post box. Before he knows it, he's convinced himself to walk to Berwick where Queenie is in a hospice, feeling that if she knows he is on his way, she will stay alive for him. The book charts the people he meets along his journey and reveals more of the thoughts and relationships of Harold, his wife Maureen, and their son David.

Since starting this blog post at lunchtime, I've read most of the book in one sitting in the bath as I was so uncomfortable and itchy, so I can't really say what I thought was going to happen as it would seem disingenuous, even though I was bang on about his son. I guess I'll just finish the last 30 pages and review it properly tomorrow!