This month I took a literary trip to Britain. Not in person but rather through a fun travel writer from America who has adopted Great Britain and has lived there for quite a while.
Bill Bryson decided he was going to visit the farthest south and farthest north parts of the isle and then write about it in The Road To Little Dribbling. It is a follow up to a previous book that he wrote some 25ish years ago titled Notes From A Small Island.
This was a very enjoyable read about the large and small of England and its neighbors. From the coastal villages to the bustling towns, Mr. Bryson writes candidly about his adventures. There are many laugh-out-loud times in the book and he makes the land sound stunningly beautiful.
Mr. Bryson is not your common travel writer. He does more than just tell you about what you will see at a place. He gives you the background, the little-known history, the cost, the good and the irritating. He has convinced me that I never want to drive in England and that trains are an interesting option for travel. He walks everywhere, it seems, and sees many off-the-beaten-path places to share with his reader.
Mr. Bryson created a “line” to follow for this book and calls it the “Bryson Line”, running from Bognor Regis in the south all the way up to Cape Wrath in the north. He gets there, not in a straight line as his “Bryson Line” might indicate but rather with some back and forth, up and down, hitting unique and out-of-the-way places alongside those that everyone wants to know about.
When you have gotten into The Road to Little Dribbling, you will find yourself immersed in Britain and its history. Smiling through the reading, you enjoy your visit through the eyes and walks of Mr. Bryson. This is one I definitely recommend. (Do note, there is a bit of language here and there but it is not common and I found it easy enough to just glide right over.)
Lori, At Home.