Darling wants to spread a fierce protective love around her
young son Stevie, suffering from a muscular wasting disease, and this grows to
encompass Lola too. True to her roots, she piles on the Caribbean cooking,
equating food with love. Teen Lola is disgusted, and wants Darling to butt out
of her life with dad. But Lola is confused, vulnerable and layering one mistake
on another in her search for adulthood. We are taken through twists and turns
as we believe first Darling and then Lola, never quite knowing who is hiding
the most dangerous secret. I liked the atmosphere, and the descriptions of all
that spicy food made me hungry. The family tension between these characters and
what plays out is telling. Rachel Edwards manages to broach racism, abuse,
mental illness – some hefty issues without making a mis-step. What’s more, we
learn right at the start that one of them is dead, but which one?
Shortie reviews, no spoilers, just a quick dip into the latest fiction - women’s, historical, contemporary, some crime (if it’s not too gruesome…) some literary fiction (if it’s not too dreary). I do most of my reading at night, when I can't sleep..
Friday, 13 July 2018
Darling by Rachel Edwards
Tuesday, 10 July 2018
The Mermaid and Mrs Hancock by Imogen Hermes Gowar
I expect this will cause a lot of book club discussion
and win some awards. It’s certainly very accomplished,
quality writing, good sense of place and time. We follow the fortunes of prostitute
Angelica Neal, ex-siren of Mrs Chappell’s bawdy house, who has ambitions to go
it alone as a great courtesan since her protector, the duke, has died.
Meanwhile, Jonah Hancock a canny shipping merchant is dismayed to find himself
handed a curiosity in the form of a dead ‘mermaid’ instead of his returning
ship and cargo. Of course, the clue is in the title, and these two eventually
form a partnership, but how they get there is a series of mis-steps. The bawdy
house is well portrayed, as we see inside the lives of these girls, in a world
where women are possessions whether wives or whores, and I did feel for
Angelica as she tries to overcome her circumstances. The real mermaid when it
makes an appearance is intriguingly there but not there, which is clever.
Although she speaks to us intermittently, which is where the book wanders into
magical realism. I always want to know at the end of a historical novel,
whether there is any basis in truth – was there a ‘mermaid’ doing the rounds of
Georgian London, which started this idea – but we’re not told. Along the lines
of The Essex Serpent, so if you liked that give it a go.
Friday, 6 July 2018
Wilding by Isabella Tree
I hardly ever read non-fiction, but found this in my mum’s
local Waterstones. It’s all about the area where I grew up, a beautiful area of
West Sussex in South East England: the ‘hammer pond’ mentioned is where we used to go
for family walks, the village names, Shipley, Henfield, Partridge Green resonate
with me. When Isabella Tree and her husband Charlie Burrell took over the land
that his family had farmed for generations, Knepp,
they were convinced that modernisation was the answer. They spent heavily to
bring the farm up to speed, but still teetered from year to year, never really
making it pay. Eventually, horribly in debt, they had to admit it was over and
a new idea began to emerge. Wilding. It all began with an ailing oak tree,
adrift on a tiny island of grass amidst their ploughed fields. As they began to
understand that they had caused the sickness, by removing any connectivity the
tree had with the surrounding surface soil that nurtured it, a bold plan
emerged: stop farming and let the land go back to nature, introducing
free-roaming cows, deer, rootling pigs, to make a livelihood. I rarely read non-fiction,
am not an eco-warrior and know nothing about farming, but Isabella Tree walks
us through the steps to what Knepp has become – a beacon of bio-diversity and
returning rare breeds. Turtle doves, peregrine falcons and purple emperor
butterflies have appeared from nowhere and started breeding. Scientists and
ecologists alike have been shocked at how fast the habitat can return to
sustaining all types of rare and almost extinct species, from fungus, to
otters. Time and again, when there appeared to be a problem with some
particular plant or breed running out of control, another unforeseen event –
weather, predator – would remove the problem without intervention. The message
is clear. It’s not too late, there is hope. But it will take a political will
to roll this benefit out to a wider sphere. Knepp,
after all, has benefitted from various countryside grants. Isabella Tree
challenges our preconceptions of the countryside we love, manicured, tidy, a
vista of rolling hills and golden squares waiting to be harvested, with the
occasional picturesque hedgerow. An idyllic sort of countryside that we think is timeless, but in fact is quite recent. Wilding on the other hand, makes things messy. Like life.
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