This is not an exposition of one of Europe's most important Christian centres, nor a passionate account of the Holy Island's idyllic setting, nor a great diary account of people and relationships on Holy Island 2001.
To be fair Peter Mortimer warns the reader that his book will not delve into the spiritual heritage. He concentrates on the people there today, but the impression I get is that they avoided him like the plaque to a large extent as they knew he would write about them.
I read it through but found it a highly disappointing read.
The character and relationship narratives were poor and the writing was disjointed. He says in the book that he aimed to write 1,000 words a day and at times I felt he was struggling to do this with any substance or quality.
Knowing Holy Island, although no doubt true to Mortimer's experience, he simply fails to capture the warmth, beauty and magic of the place and its people.
He was only there 100 days and given the severe illness of his Mother at the time of writing, I was left feeling 'edgy', as I simply felt that he should have left the island to dedicate more time caring for her.
Unless you're a big fan of his previous material, I would give this one a miss and seek out better books on Holy Island.