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Liverpool, 1976: Martha is lost.
She’s been lost since she was a baby, abandoned in a suitcase on the train from Paris. Ever since, she’s waited in lost property for someone to claim her. It’s been sixteen years, but she’s still hopeful.
Meanwhile, there are lost property mysteries to solve: a suitcase that may have belonged to the Beatles, a stuffed monkey that keeps appearing. But there is one mystery Martha has never been able to solve – and now time is running out. If Martha can’t discover who she really is, she will lose everything…
My first memories are of the summer of ’76 – long and hot and playing in paddling pools in the garden.
A very different life to that drawn in this story, which is entrancing. Martha is a wonderful narrator – I warmed to her immediately – even though the tale she tells is just that tiny bit implausible, even to the other characters around her.
You just want to find out how it’s all going to work out though, so you keep on reading.
Even through weeks when your five year old redecorates the living room carpet with acryclic paint, so you get everything out of order and forget you are supposed to be publishing your blog post review.
I’m so sorry this is late! (Other people have these weeks too don’t they, it isn’t just me?) I’m serious about the 5 year old and the carpet I’m afraid, although I did just about rescue it. But it’s thrown everything out of whack, and now I’m talking about me instead of the book and I’m sorry again…
I love this story, and Martha, and the cast of characters who unite around her. I confess that I haven’t *quite* finished it yet, but I can’t see any reason I’m going to suddenly go off it, and I’m already a day behind where I thought I was this week and it’s only Tuesday (well very nearly Wednesday but still).
I will do better. Don’t forget to check out the other blogs in the tour, I’m sure they are much more organised than I am right now.