Closed shops and roast dinners, bulky papers and the hum of lawnmowers, strolls to nowhere in particular and visiting snoozing grandparents. Through an assortment of rituals and activities,  Sundays came to be the unique day in our week – tedious, pleasant or somewhere in-between. But how did they change? Has anything interesting ever happened on a Sunday? In our rushed modern lives, should we try to recapture that unhurried Sunday feel? Daniel’s book is a charming journey in time and place, offering nostalgia, people’s history and affectionate, absorbing writing.