Why a Booktrail?
2000s: The small and quaint village of Steeple St John is the perfect place to grow roses.. but sometimes the thorns can scratch if you’re not careful
Coming Up Roses
What you need to know before your trail
Daisy, like flower like girl, loves to spend time in the garden. She has greener fingers that anyone she knows. Gardening gives her peace and after a few turbulent months, she needs to spend time renewing herself and nurturing her way back to the land of the living.
So when her parent decide to travel to India for a later than usual gap year, she jumps at the chance of going home to look after their stunning garden. But life in the village is not as calm as it appears and the garden itself is at the centre of a squabble..
Who said village life was a bunch of roses?
Travel Guide
Sadly the village of Steeple St John is not real but oh what a place to be.
Life in Steeple St John seemed lie stepping back in time to the 1950s. She half expected the grocer’s boy to come cycling along the lane at any moment
For any one who loves gardening, you can smell the roses from the very first page. See the flowers glowing in the sunlight and the warm winds blowing the leaves from the village lane……..Daisy, perfect name of course for the story, comes to her parent’s home to take over care of the garden but before long, she’s involved with the village itself and even a potential romance.
Village life is nice and gentle – a village pub at the centre, allotments and gardens galore, a village keen to promote events and community gatherings, but it’s the story of Daisy and her garden, the flowers growing, the garden’s history, and the overall theme of change that is the real setting. The changing seasons, changing times as documented in pensioner Thomas’s notebooks.
Property developers want to change this however and build more houses. How this affects the village, relations between the inhabitants is a tale and moral apt for what can happen when people join together.
Life in rural towns have many aspects that make life seem nice and revives the sense of community. People come together, everyone seems to know each other and if not, it’s good to get to know them/ And the joy of nature of a garden is lovely to wander and spend time in. Smelling the roses and hoping that everything comes up roses too of course.
Now we have no idea where Steeple St John could be but Harrogate in Yorkshire sounds a little bit like it to us!
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