On the surface, this seems like quite a simple and straightforward story of a middle-aged woman, Vanessa, picking up the pieces after her husband’s infidelity and resulting divorce but actually, there’s a lot more to it than that.
Vanessa sets up a café and, later, the Little Museum of Hope, a precarious venture (especially as she buys in the cakes!) and I wondered how she was keeping the business going.
The people who bring their donations – and their stories of loss and loneliness – to the museum, are a varied bunch. My favourites were the elderly couple Polly and Malcolm (that story line was written with particular sensitivity I thought and was very believable) but I also liked Pete and warm-hearted Maxine.
One complaint: all those delicious cake made me want to eat (and drink tea!). It would have been lovely to have had some recipes dotted through the book, as Vanessa learned to bake (my scones are always a disaster so I did pick up one tip about having icy cold butter when you make them!)
I found myself wondering, as I read the story, what I would give to the museum and what story I would like to share. It also made me think about possessions and how, through them, we often cling to the past and to unhappy memories.
This book was a very enjoyable read, which, despite some sad stories, left me feeling ‘uplifted’ and which kept me guessing to the very end. I listened on Audio and the narrator was very good.