For thirty years, Howard and Deborah Morgan have poured all
their energy and modest savings into Stoneyridge, a
smallholding deep in the English moors. Howard putters with
pottery, Deborah dabbles in weaving, and both struggle to
tend sheep and chickens and live off the land. But what
began with simple dreams of solitude and sunlit picnics in
the hills has given way to a harsher reality.
To help with finances, they decide to turn
Stoneyridge into a bed-and-breakfast. But a sudden stroke
leaves Howard incapacitated and Deborah overwhelmed.
Howardâ€™s world, once so limitless, has shrunk to the
confines of their crumbling house; Deborahâ€™s main joy now
comes in the form of a brief weekly email from their
successful son, who lives abroad.
one evening, two men arrive needing a room for the nightâ€”and
set off a chain of events that uncovers the relics of old
tragedies. New wounds are cut deep, betrayals and cruelties
intermix with tenderness and love. And through it all,
Stoneyridge quietly hides the bitter and transformative
Evocative, intimately claustrophobic,
and psychologically complex, Our Picnics in the Sun
is a novel of stunning prose and knife-sharp insight. Morag
Joss crafts a modern masterpiece of rising tension that
binds and releases like a beating heart, propelling readers
to a final page that resonates and haunts.