This is going to be my last missive before I go cruising (don’t snigger). Now whilst some of you may think there is nothing new with a gay man going cruising, my own particular adventure does involve a huge boat, several stops in three countries around the Mediterranean and possibly a huge volume of raincoat wearing Americans called Chuck and Ethel.
Before I get to the point of this posting my mind has wandered back to the cruise on the Pacific Princess which Armistead Maupin’s characters Mary Ann and Mouse took in More Tales of the City. The awkward mealtimes sat at the dining table with Arnold and Melba Littlefield who “always wore matching clothes. Today in deference to their destination they were sporting identical Mexican flour sacks outfits.”
In some ways I dread it happening to us, but having said that it could be quite good fun, and certainly something to blog about.
There is always a little bit of room in a bag or case to stow a book. My book of choice for the trip is Ian McEwan’s latest offering, On Chesil Beach. This fairly short book is only 166 pages, but then again size isn’t everything, and it was short listed for the 2007 Man Booker Prize. I suppose it’s brevity was one f the attractions of the book anyway, after all I am hoping that I wont have too much time to be reading and I would like to be able to give it closure whilst I am still away.
As I am currently in the midst of packing suitcases I will cheat a little and supply you with the publisher’s synopsis (Vintage) to read rather than my own. I do hope however that the book may be able to form one of the monthly choices for the Rainbow Readers, Lancaster’s LGBT book groups.
The year is 1962. Florence, the daughter of a successful businessman and an aloof Oxford academic, is a talented violinist. She dreams of a career on the concert stage and of the perfect life she will create with Edward, the earnest young history student she met by chance and who unexpectedly wooed her and won her heart. Edward grew up in the country on the outskirts of Oxford where his father, the headmaster of the local school, struggled to keep the household together and his mother, brain-damaged from an accident, drifted in a world of her own. Edward’s native intelligence, coupled with a longing to experience the excitement and intellectual fervour of the city, had taken him to University College in London. Falling in love with the accomplished, shy and sensitive Florence – and having his affections returned with equal intensity – has utterly changed his life.
Their marriage, they believe, will bring them happiness, the confidence and the freedom to fulfil their true destinies. The glowing promise of the future, however, cannot totally mask their worries about the wedding night. Edward, who has had little experience with women, frets about his sexual prowess. Florence’s anxieties run deeper: she is overcome by conflicting emotions and a fear of the moment she will surrender herself.
From the precise and intimate depiction of two young lovers eager to rise above the hurts and confusion of the past, to the touching story of how their unexpressed misunderstandings and fears shape the rest of their lives, On Chesil Beach is an extraordinary novel that brilliantly, movingly shows us how the entire course of a life can be changed – by a gesture not made or a word not spoken.