From Snow White’s house to Sleeping Beauty’s castle, a new route through Germany marks 200 years of Grimm Brothers’ fairytales
There was once a poor man who lived with his wife and three daughters. He was happy with his lot but for one thing: he was afraid that his daughters, who were no longer as young as they once were, had lost their belief in fairytales.
So he summoned his eldest daughter, whose name was Molly and who was 15, and said to her: “Daughter, do you believe in fairytales?” And she replied: “Whatever.”
Former Hollywood Bratpacker Andrew McCarthy’s life changed forever while walking the Camino de Santiago. In an extract from his first book, he describes how that led to a second career as a travel writer
I was in a bookstore, gazing at a girl across the display table. She had sandy hair pulled back in a loose ponytail and wore a tight blue-and-white striped shirt – the kind the girls wore in French new wave films. She had my full attention.
Eventually feeling eyes upon her, the young woman looked up and caught me staring. I panicked and grabbed the first book on the table in front of me.