
Her future is bleak: no family, no children, no wealth, no home even to shelter her as she grows older. Miss Pettigrew’s life, prior to this fateful morning, has been a dull regime of doing what is proper and what must be done, of living virtuously and unquestioningly and so, so alone. It pure fairy tale, fantastical and wonderful, but, as with most fairy tales, there are dark shadows lurking at the edges. In the course of one wonderful, whirlwind day Miss Guinevere Pettigrew, a forty-year old down-trodden governess/maid-for-hire finds herself swept up in the wake of the glamourous Miss LaFosse and, as a result, Miss Pettigrew’s entire outlook is radically altered. I had been told by other readers that I would find Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day by Winifred Watson absolutely delightful and I did but I also found it rather bittersweet, which I had not anticipated.
