One of my old time favourites from one of my favourite authors, I decided to give it yet another go, which is the cozy equivalent of visiting an old cherished friend.
Most things, not all, were as I remembered them. Friends change too, or we remember them with our own filters.
So, hardly a mystery, as the reader is privy to everyone's secrets in turn by following two main story lines, and later a third secondary one. POVs change with each plot line, but there's little kept hidden from the reader.
The same does not happen with most of the characters, who in cases have no clue of what's happening, which eventually evolves into a game of fatal misunderstandings so current in the 1980s.
The characters are quirky and unconventional (Mopsa's complexities are a golden achievement of creativity), as are the story lines Ruth Rendell style, yet they are always absolutely convincing even when they perform actions that defy simple credibility: among other things, I find it hard to swallow England to be, or have been back in the 1980s, a country particularly devoid of basic bureaucracy, like personal IDs bearing photos, to enable you to sell a house.
Somehow though, the plots and the characters are so rich and even parody-like at some instances, that a few bunch of minor technical details don't matter so much as they do with other authors. It is just engrossing, psychologically sound and endlessly fun.
A vivid portrait of the working classes closely family driven living in council estates at the time when unemployment was high is also finely presented, with several interesting and very different types and examples.
In the end, after many people trying to live off of other people's money, what remains are two pungent love stories: that of a young man experiencing first passionate love, and that of a young single mother towards her son.
The development of that particular relationship might cause you to shed a tear or two although it never falls into cheesy sentimentalism (this is Ruth Rendell, right?).
As a thriller, this is certainly quite tense as you have no idea what is going to happen and there are many ways a lot of things can go horribly wrong, thus building the tension to extreme limits. The two main characters are extremely likeable and relatable (the children are a delight), although Barry eventually becomes a little bit too obsessed and consequently too passive for my taste. The price of first true love I guess?
The ending is bitter sweet and tragedy does inevitably strike (again! It had struck with unexpected emotional violence at the early stages of the novel), but it is mostly satisfying for the reader, as well as for a few, not all, of the characters involved.
Above all, a masterful lesson on story telling by an author at the very peak of her powers.