This is the story of a family thrown together at Christmas, each with their own problems worries and foibles. At the hub of the preparations is Mrs Marsh who is herself grieving for her husband John but she is of the old school, stiff upper lip and 'life must go on'. Her daughter Mary is grieving...
As you'll imagine, it was the wonderful title that drew me to this book. The novel itself isn't, to be honest, quite as wonderful, but it's by no means a poor thing: I did like it, but it was a bit of a let-down after the title! Eric, an Englishman who's bought a cottage hotel on a remote Hebride...