Many see Florence as having overstepped social boundaries by buying a building that was wanted for other purposes and this social faux pas results in much grief for this kind hearted widow.
While in the late 1950s, such an opening could have been seen as an asset to the small village, it soon becomes obvious that this simply isn’t the case. I was in the mood for a cozy tale, and a book about a bookshop in an English village seemed the exact sort of thing I was after.Īnd yet, while on the surface The Bookshop is just that a story about life in a quaint seaside village, it too is something else altogether. While there are those touches of quaint cozy English village life, at its core, the book is mainly about the rancor and spite that rises to the surface of the village when Florence Green, a widow who has just moved to Hardborough, decides to open a bookshop. And so, when I saw the book at Gertrude & Alice a small sliver of a read in comparison to the tome I was working my way through at the time, I settled down with a sweet chai tea into one of the bookshop’s oversized armchairs and began to read. While intrigued by the film, I made a note to read The Bookshop novel before booking myself tickets to the cinema. I had only recently come across The Bookshop book when I saw the movie adaptation advertised at my local independent cinema in Paddington. in search of a new and more engaging read. I was midway through a book that I was struggling to get into, and, not wanting to force it, I took myself down to Gertrude & Alice to peruse their endless bookshelves.
I bought a copy of Penelope Fitzgerald’s The Bookshop when I was in a bit of a reading lull.
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