Loved loved loved this book. It’s a about books,bookshops and fairies. The fairies which in 1917 two girls claimed to have seen dancing in the woods. They told their families the fairies existed and that they’d played with them and then the world found out and the rest is history.

These kinds of moments are those I often dream about – what it would have been like to have lived at a time when such a compelling mystery was being played out? Well, thanks to Hazel Gaynor, I was there, played with those girls and the fairies myself, felt the magic, and smiled. Mixing this in with the present day mystery of a girl finding she’s been left a bookshop (hello was this book written for me?) and then a manuscript which leads her into her own mystery linked to Cottingley….

To say any more is to spoil things as you may know the story or parts of it, but have you ever been part of the story and seen the magic and mystery of the fairies themselves?

This is like stepping through one of those fairy doors and discovering the truth and a wonderful story yourself, bringing those fairies back to life and revelling in the world of magic and belief.

I love this. Gorgeous. Makes your reading mojo twinkle and smile