I’m glad to find someone like Cathy Cassidy writing about immigrant children in Britain, because there is far too much prejudice everywhere, and it’s time that people stop and think about what it’s like to come here. Surprisingly not every immigrant is out to fleece the British, and immigrant children are especially unlikely to have engineered their move to this country.
So don’t blame them.
Anya and her little sister move from Krakow to Liverpool, and it’s not quite the pretty little cottage with roses that she had imagined, and her school is not like Hogwarts. I think we all dream of an England like Blyton’s or like Midsomer, minus the murders.
Cathy’s latest book, Angel Cake, tells a story about dreams going wrong, but also shows how eventually things can work out, and sometimes in the most unexpected ways. Anya meets another of Cathy’s rather lovely young male characters, and they both have needs, and they both help each other.
And there are rats and lovely cakes and goths and Polish traditions. And hope.