I normally don't like the love at first sight tropes, but I'm glad that they decided to spend the year apart and get to know each other before making any rushed decisions. I had serendipity so there were parts that annoyed me but in general this was a cute, quick story.

Sam and Phoebe are both starting their own adventures at St Pancreas Station in London. For Phoebe it’s the start of a year long journey through Europe; for Sam it’s a journey to the home he left behind. Neither were supposed to meet but run into each other at the statue Sir John Betjeman who stands eternally waiting for his own train. This sparks a year of wondrous beginnings, harsh lessons and discovery as Sam and Phoebe promise that they will meet again in a years time at the exact same spot.

I LOVED THIS BOOK!!!!

It’s romance at heart but deals with serious issues such as abandonment, alcoholism, families and even one’s own anxieties and fears. You take Sam and Phoebe’s journey with them and soon feel like one of their tight knit group of friends just wanting to shout at them or bang their heads together or both in my case as I sat crossed legged on my sofa stress eating a bar of Dairy Milk until the end.

This is a cosy read that will make you laugh, pull at your heart strings, make you angry and gasp out loud. It came with my on my own little adventure around the Fylde Coast and will stay with me forever.

Thank you so much Miranda Dickinson and HQ Stories (Harper Collins) for placing this book in my hands. Woe betide anyone who tries to rip it out!

Five stars.

*gifted copy by the author and publisher

Thank you to Netgalley and the publisher for the ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review. This is a heartfelt and beautiful story which I highly recommend to anyone who loves a love story. A lot can happen in a year, this book is the tale of two people who agree to meet in a year if they still want to be together.
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Okay, I have to say, I didn't come into this with big expectations, I was reading this for a book club where we wanted to read a light and fun romance, the plot seemed cute, and the cover was enticing (I know, I know, don't judge a book by its cover, I think I can say it backfired). Sadly, this book was ridiculously frustrating. I have never cared less about two people's relationships. Phoebe and Sam have got to be the dullest people on the planet. Phoebe spends a year abroad claiming it's her time to adventure and see the world and literally only goes to two countries, and meets like 3 new people. There's nothing wrong with that, but it definitely makes me question her idea of "adventure". I don't understand the appeal about Phoebe and Sam at all, like why their friends like them, nor why they even love each other. We don't know much about them as people, or their personalities. It seems they have nothing in common, and who knows maybe they do if it wasn't for the fact that they fell in love after like an hour and that was it. Besides some short texts and phone calls, they literally never speak. Do they even know each other's birthdays? Pet peeves? Favourite foods? Overall, I thought that this whole love story was a bit too unrealistic, and that's coming from someone who loves a good rom-com and "meet cute". I can handle the "cheese" of the genre, but this was just kind of...dumb? It just kept dragging on, the only interesting part for me was Sam trying to find his father, and that whole search lasted less than 100 pages. I can honestly say I kept hoping they would not end up together. These two have probably the worst communication and interpersonal skills I have ever seen. They can't have a proper conversation, they can't handle any disagreements or conflict and they can't seem to be mature. Any disagreement or conflict results in them just flat out not speaking and if one of them wants to address it, the other refuses to listen. Overall, the idea has promise, I think it could have been really cute, I just did not care at all about the characters and it made it hard to root for them.

C’est une histoire légère et parfaite pour des vacances à la plage pour rêvasser. Ce n’est pas un chef d’œuvre mais ça se lit facilement et les personnages sont attachiants. Bon on va pas se mentir l’histoire est clichée mais il y a quand même une construction de la relation donc ça reste intéressant (même si prévisible on est bien d’accord mais à quoi d’autre pourrait on s’attendre en lisant un livre de ce genre la ?)

Since I began blogging, my world has expanded. I have read some horror (and survived) I took a chance on non-fiction. I tentatively opened my door to contemporary and romance… and found out they could make me spend a few hours away from crimes (never too long!) and blood. I enjoyed a few novels, some moments made me smile, and I liked to follow those characters for a bit. But I had never fell in love with a love story.

Until I read The Day We Meet Again.

I roll my eyes at sugary nicknames, predictable Prince Charming plots, false knots and easy way-outs. The word romance gives me the hiccups. I associate with silly longing stares and I cringe at awfully descriptive (and often weird) intimate scenes!

You can’t find any of those things in Miranda Dickinson’s novel. Instead, you meet Phoebe and Sam. Two souls passing through St Pancras. Despite the opposite destinations of their tickets, they are both about to embark on a life journey. But the statue of Sir John Betjeman has slightly different plans for them… A delay with the trains and a few hours together change everything.

How real! I found myself in the middle of an angry crowd in the train station, looking at the departure signs, sighing at the delays. I do my best to believe bumps in the roads have a meaning, and Miranda apparently has the same belief! The audiobook gave Phoebe and Sam a voice, it enhanced the power held by the author’s words. I always imagine how characters look, what their facial expressions are, what their clothes look like. Here, I met Phoebe through Sam’s eyes, and Sam through Phoebe’s, in a fishbowl of passengers, and they stood out by their authenticity. Two normal people lost in their quest for answers.

Phoebe’s anxiety and fear at the thought of taking that first step to leave her world behind and find herself resonated with me. I saw myself standing on a platform. Even if you haven’t been there, you will have no problem connecting to her. Lovely, insecure, and kind, she wears her heart on her sleeve. Sam… Oh Sam, I must tell you a secret. I have a big crush on you in your entire Scottishness! I have a soft spot for musicians (I know, I am not alone!) but it takes a lot for a guy to find the song to open my heart. Sam got the right keys instantly. He is not smooth and all smiley. He has a personality! And baggage. Literal and figurative. Yet, he steers clear of the cliché of the brooding guy. He is caring and funny.

When Phoebe and Sam meet at the foot of the statue, something happens. I don’t want to put a tag on it. Naming it would take away the spark. They are given a few hours, like I said… and then the first surprise hit me. Both decide to go through with their plans! Take that, easy romance plot! A love story starting with a goodbye?? Wow! Miranda Dickinson chooses to keep her characters real and true to themselves, despite the sudden feelings they’re experiencing. For this, and another million reasons sprinkled in this novel, I love her! Putting her protagonists on the front line like this is exceptional. She gives them the room they need to grow as individuals, she allows the readers to get to know them on their own, while attaching a fine gold thread around their wrist to keep them connected to each other. YES to reminding us love doesn’t define us, neither does our relationship status, and that it’s okay to find yourself before you can find your partner.

I want to find out how to be at home with myself.

This quote has stayed with me since I listened to the book back in April. It’s beautiful and meaningful. It’s a wonderful message. Yes to love, but not at the cost of what makes you ‘you’. You are not a bad person for not getting rid of everything to follow your heart.

Sam and Phoebe promise each other to come back to St Pancras, to the statue, in exactly one year. If they still feel the same. If they still want to see what they could become. This, for me, is one of the most romantic scenes I’ve ever read/seen/imagined.

From this moment on, Miranda Dickinson takes us on two different journeys. Her immersive writing led me to Paris, Mull, Italy… There is an evident parallel between the characters travelling through Europe and the UK and their travels through their emotions and struggles. The author brilliantly exposes how difficult it is to make peace with who you are, who you are not, and who you wish you were. Sam moved me to tears, Phoebe made room for herself in my heart, and together, they made me hope for the best. Can a spark of love resist the passing of days, nurtured only by a few phone calls, emails, and postcards?

I said it before but those characters could be you, me, our neighbors. They have family problems, a bunch of friends, secrets and weighs on their chest. Talking about friends, Miranda Dickinson captured the complexities of friendships, giving us the best and the worst of it, making it so real. No, your friends don’t always understand you. No, they don’t always support you. Yes, they make mistakes too. No, you are not always the best friend to have! A special note to Meggy, Phoebe’s best friend, a real portrait of… ME!!!!

I really thought the book would only focus on their year apart, and I had resigned myself to a happy ending by the statue of Sir John Betjeman…

I won’t give anything away except… The journey doesn’t end here. In a fabulous and heart-breaking twist, Miranda Dickinson swept me off my feet and into a second part I had not seen coming. More friendships, more struggles, more laughs, more love.

So what about the actual love story? Beautifully complex. Stunningly perfect in its imperfections. My heart melted, was broken, swelled, burst. I got all the feelings. Sam and Phoebe made me think twice about what I was expecting from someone, what I was expecting of myself. What I would do for love.

I can’t thank the woman behind The Day We Meet Again for writing my favorite love story. What makes all the difference to me is that the love story doesn’t dwarf everything else, it wraps itself around the characters and let them find a way to let it in. Phoebe, Sam, and the fantastic supporting characters get time to learn, grow, and love. They don’t get all the answers, they get the real deal. The doubts and hugs. The tears and laughs. The thorns and the rain. The sun and the flowers.

If you ask me to recommend you a romance novel, I will ‘tuuuut’ you and hand you a copy of The Day We Meet Again, the contemporary love you don’t know you need. Not just romance, but life.