We don’t quite understand how or why she sparks something inside Harold - it’s not prosaic enough to be love, although we understand that there are some powerful emotions stirred up by her note - but her letter, which explains that she is suffering from terminal cancer (and has only a short, indeterminate time to live) in a hospice, is enough to send Harold Fry into veritable conniptions. Queenie, who was an accountant at the same brewery where Harold worked almost all his life and from where he has recently retired, has been an absence in his life for 20 years. That is, until one day, Harold receives a note from an acquaintance, Queenie Hennessy. He is the quintessential “Man on the Clapham Omnibus” of which the English legal system is so fond: perfectly coloured in shades of beige and grey, occupying space like a lump of bread dough that takes on the shape of its surroundings without actually impacting them in any meaningful way.
When first we meet him, there is absolutely nothing about Harold Fry that makes him even mildly interesting.
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