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Monday, 19 October 2015

Party going

“and she asked Max if he did not think it often was the case that certain things people remembered about when they were children were important to them only because they were far more important to someone else”

Henry Green - Party going

Party GoingParty Going by Henry Green
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

The fog never lifts. It would be difficult to think of a more narcissistic tiresome bunch of people, without wit or self awareness - and yet Green keeps you interested. The mysterious interesting people are on the periphery - Miss Fellowes in her 50s who falls ill after washing and wrapping a dead pigeon; a strange man who's elusive accent shifts, and who seems equally at home/not at home wherever he goes; maids prone to fits; and who was Daisy, committed to an asylum? It hints that these young have it alls might not have such a secure future, and WW2 is on the horizon - although this was written before the outbreak of war but seems oddly prophetic of the malaise at the heart of European life.

Brilliant.

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