Denyse Woods

Hopscotch

Book excerpt

The journey left a trail of impressions in its wake: making sandwiches at Wallabi Point, where puffy clouds sat motionless in the sky and the ocean glowed gold; the neatly rounded hills of northern New South Wales looking slightly posh; cooling dips on beaches that stretched into infinity…. Whenever we stopped, the bush sizzled loudly like natural static, and when we picked up free wake-up coffee at a café-cum-museum full of old motorbikes, telephones and lists of the war dead, I found photocopies of a poem called, Miss Me, but Let Me Go.

Hopscotch book cover

‘Denyse Devlin has done it again with this witty, thought-provoking and gripping tale. Pure escapism.’

Irish Times

‘A fantastic book with just the right amount of pathos and humour.’

Irish Independent

‘Told with the easy panache of a born writer . . . impossible to put down.’

Evening Herald

‘A breath of fresh air.’

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