Branching out has never felt so good. Neither has it ever made me feel so old, haha! While reading today’s book, I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I missed letters. I used to receive lots of them. Now when you need to reach someone, you send them a message on Twitter, you wish them happy birthday on Facebook. You ask for information by email.
Yes, postal services cost an arm and I can say I haven’t been the luckiest when it comes to receiving my packages, but nothing beats that feeling when you open your mailbox and find something with your name on it…
I would like to thank the team at Michael Joseph for sending me a copy of this novel and for inviting me to be part of the blog tour.
Title: The Lost Letters of William Woolf
Author: Helen Cullen
Publisher: Michael Joseph
Date of publication: 2 May 2019
Number of pages: 416
Inside East London’s Dead Letters Depot, William Woolf unites lost mail with its intended recipient. White mice, a miniature grandfather clock and a full suit of armour are among the more unusual items lost then found thanks to William’s detective work. But when he discovers a series of letters addressed only to ‘My Great Love’, everything changes.
Written by Winter to a soulmate she hasn’t yet met, her heartfelt words stir William in ways he has long forgotten. Could they be destined for him? But what about his troubled marriage? Following the clues in Winter’s letters is the only way for William to solve the mystery of his own heart.