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The Sense of an Ending

The Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes | BookDragon

I recently finished reading ‘The Sense of an Ending’ by Julian Barnes. It was the 2011 winner of the Man Booker Prize (now The Booker Prize) the most coveted literary award in the English speaking world. I enjoyed it; Barnes is a gifted writer who has written, I believe, some 18 novels, many of which have won awards. It’s a short and engrossing book, is one of those novels that takes a somewhat close look at the inner life of a man. It reminds me a bit of ‘The Remains of the Day’.

Tony Webster is a cautious man in his sixties who has tried to more or less slide through life without making any waves or drawing too much attention. He receives one day an unexpected bequest – a middling sum from the mother of his university girlfriend, Veronica.

The bequest upsets Tony and he wonders what’s behind it. He reaches out to Veronica – with whom he had broken up badly to try and understand it. Through a series of emails, he tries to answer a number of questions. Had he loved Veronica? At the time he lacked the courage to say one way or the other. What had happened to the young man he had been, so anxious to be released into an adult life where he would make his mark?

Gradually, Tony assembles his memories – some accurate, some not and we begin to understand Tony, a man so afraid of loss that he avoids connections rather than embracing them. He didn’t consummate his relationship with Veronica because he wanted to avoid the questions that might follow. he eventually married a non-complicated woman and sought a mature, quiet life. Decades later he sees, or thinks he sees, his mistake. ‘We thought we were being mature when we were only being safe.’

Tony had thought Veronica was unable to understand anyone else’s emotional life, but it was really him who could look outside his own thoughts. The unreliability of his narration actually makes the book as we decipher more about him and his relationship to others as we go on. “I have an instinct for survival, for self-­preservation,” he reflects. “Perhaps this is what Veronica called cowardice and I called being peaceable.” Each time he thinks he understand, Veronica points out that he seems to understand nothing.

It’s a short book and an easy read. I understand that they have made a movie based on it, but I can’t imagine how. Give it a read to see a master novelist at the height of his power.

Posted by Tom in Books, Literature

gare Saint-Lazare

Another Bolero flash mob today, this one by L’Orchestre national d’Île-de-France at the gare Saint-Lazere. I always love to see this piece performed well. Enjoy!!

Posted by Tom in Music

It’s Shore FRIDAY

Meanwhile, in the Senate…

All this nasty stuff….

Happy FRIDAY!

Sometimes we forget all the ‘One Hit Wonders’. Here’s one I found.

Posted by Tom in Humor, Music, sixties and seventies

The first THURSDAY after yesterday

Signsssss

Buggy

An old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him unmercifully.

From morning til night (and sometimes later), she was always complaining about something.

The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule. He tried to plow a lot.

One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field.

He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch.
Immediately, his wife began pestering him. Complain, nag, nag; it just went on and on.

All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet; caught her smack in the back of the head. Killed her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner would approach the old farmer, he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute, then shake his head in disagreement.

This was so consistent, the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it. So after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer, and asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all the men.

The old farmer said, “Well, the women would come up and say something about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I’d nod my head in agreement.”

“And what about the men?” the minister asked. “They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.”

Today is the birthday, in 1953 in Asbury Park New Jersey, of Patti Scialfa, singer and songwriter. She worked with the Rolling Stones and Keith Richards on the Talk is Cheap album. In 1984 she joined the E Street Band a few days before the opening of their Born To Run tour. In 1991 she married Bruce Springsteen. There are not a lot of videos of the two of them playing together, but I found this one recorded in Dublin with The Sessions band.

Posted by Tom in Humor, Music, sixties and seventies