I loved her first book " The Salt Path" - which tells the story of their walk around the South West Coastal path after being made homeless,penniless and with her husbands diagnoses of a terminal illness hanging over them.
This is her second book and is the story of how she came to write the first book, how her husband finds ways to fight disease, their new home thanks to a kind reader and a trek through Iceland.
It was a bit of a struggle to read this, not because it's hard going but because of connections to my life.
Firstly of course is the diagnoses of terminal illness - a different illness to Colin but just as devastating .
Treatable but not curable we were told - sadly they didn't say that treatment rarely works for very long. Ray's husband Moth is still fighting but my Colin died after just 2½
And then the book starts with the death of Ray's mother and Ray having to spend a couple of weeks with her mother in hospital and having to decide when to stop treatment. It was a bit too close to May 2018 and I remember all too well sitting with Colin and trying to sleep on a fold out bed beside him as his breathing got worse and knowing he couldn't hear me talking to him anymore.
I wrote about it here in July 2019. As a young man Murray, desperate to get out of the city, spent 10 months living in a semi-derelict cottage in the middle of nowhere, harvesting and drying wild plants which back then (just after WWI) were sold to companies to produce medicines.
I'm now re-reading Copsford as it's many years since I last read it.