Mr Wigg


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Mr Wigg

By Inga Simpson

Snappy Review

Words fail me but surely this will become a new Australian classic.
Beautiful.
Whimsical.
A tale to touch the hearts of most anyone with a hint of rural upbringing. A story of our grandfathers.
No roller-coasters, no sensationalism.
No shock factor or twists.
Just… Amazing.
The best book I’ve read all year, because it connected on so many levels.

Synopsis

It’s the summer of 1971, not far from the stone-fruit capital of New South Wales, where Mr Wigg lives on what is left of his family farm. Mrs Wigg has been gone a few years now and he thinks about her every day. He misses his daughter, too, and wonders when he’ll see her again.

He spends his time working in the orchard, cooking and preserving his produce and, when it’s on, watching the cricket. It’s a full life. Things are changing though, with Australia and England playing a one-day match, and his new neighbours planting grapes for wine. His son is on at him to move into town but Mr Wigg has his fruit trees and his chooks to look after. His grandchildren visit often: to cook, eat and hear his stories. And there’s a special project he has to finish …
It’s a lot of work for an old man with shaking hands, but he’ll give it a go, as he always has.