“Mothering Sunday”

One of the things I like about Graham Swift is the way he handles time. Less so in “Mothering Sunday” perhaps, but he has the knack of being able to make you look at events as if through a kaleidoscope, the past / tale / story fragmented, the narrative refracting.

Time is – as the most famous of time-travellers keeps reminding us – a bit ‘timey-wimey’..!

Even though I’m not convinced by the ending to be honest, it is still another gem. The kind of book you could sit down in a shady spot in a sunny garden and devour in one go…

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