
After working for four years at a leading London book publisher, Polly Evans moved to Hong Kong where she spent many happy hours as a senior editor on the city's biggest entertainment weekly. But fighting deadlines from a twizzly office chair & free use of the coffee machine seemed just too easy. So Polly exchanged the shiny red cabs of Hong Kong for a more demanding form of transport
- a bicycle
- & set off on a voyage of discovery around Spain. From the thigh-burning ascents of the Pyrenees to the relentless olive groves of Andalusia, Polly found more adventures than she had bargained for. She survived a nail-biting encounter with a sprightly pig, escaped over-zealous suitors, had her morality questioned by the locals, encountered some dubious aficionados on the road & indulged her love of regional cooking. While she pedalled, Polly pondered some of the more lurid details of Spanish history
- the king who collected pickled heads, the queen who toured the country with her husband's mouldering corpse, & the unfortunate duchess who lost her feet. & wherever she cycled, she ate & ate & yet still she shrank out of her trousers.