Delectation. The dysfunctional (in this case, American) family, and a total blast.
The first thirty pages are just phenomenal, and I thought the ensuing tale was really terrific. I absolutely loved this book, in case you can’t tell.
It spoils nothing, but can best be summed up by a taste of some of the gems within :
” ‘Middle management,’ Aunt Lilian blurts, ‘that’s all he ever was. There was always someone above him who he hated, and someone below that he took it out on.’ ”
“He pauses. ‘Can I ask you, what is your relationship to God?’ ‘Limited,’ I say. ‘Limited with the exception of spontaneous prayer in times of acute distress.’ ”
“I don’t know what to do, and so I adopt what I call the ‘Thumper Pose’, one hand on the chin and brow furrowed. In Bambi, Thumper says ‘If you can’t say something nice, then don’t say anything at all.’ ”
“If it weren’t for the children, the dog, the cat, the kittens, the plants, I would come completely undone.” (Hear hear).
And towards the end of the book and still I promise not hampering anyone who has yet to discover it,
“Stay, I tell myself, as I take a breath. Stay here, in the moment. And I breathe again – deeply… I look down the table and see young and old talking, passing platters of turkey and stuffing, sweet and savory, embracing the season.”
Oh how I loved this book.
Read in 2013.
Rating : 10/10 – A FAVOURITE READ
Winner of the 2013 Baileys (formerly Orange) Women’s Prize for Fiction