These twenty-five new stories mark Graham Swift's return to the short form after seven acclaimed novels and confirm him as a master storyteller. They unite into a richly peopled vision of a country that is both a crucible of history and a maze of contemporary confusions. Meet Dr Shah who has never been to India and Mrs Kaminski, on her way to Poland via A meet Holly and Polly who have come to their own Anglo-Irish understanding and Lily Hobbs, married to a shirt; Charlie and Don who have seen the docks turn into Docklands; Mr Wilkinson the weirdo next door; Daisy Baker who is terrified of Yorkshire; and Johnny Dewhurst, stranded on Exmoor. Graham Swift steers us effortlessly from the Civil War to the present day, from world-shaking events to the secret dramas lived out in rooms, workplaces, homes. With his remarkable sense of place, he charts an intimate human geography. In doing so he moves us profoundly, but with a constant eye for comedy. Binding these stories together is Swift's grasp of the universal in the local and his affectionate but unflinching instinct for the story of us all: an evocation of that mysterious body that is a nation, deepened by the palpable sense of our individual bodies finding or losing their way in the nationless territory of birth, growing up, sex, ageing and death.
Graham Colin Swift is a British writer. Born in London, UK, he was educated at Dulwich College, Queens' College, Cambridge, and later the University of York.
short review for busy readers: if you're a fan of Swift, like I am, this collection is for you. If you're looking for some melancholic, literary stories about ordinary English people in ordinary, but highly impactful, situations, this is also for you. No really happy tales. Lots of grief. However, superbly written and rendered. Swift won the Booker Prize once way back when. (Last Orders)
in detail: This collection contains 25 stories of 8 to 20 pages in length. (My faves are asterisked and a short description of a few is given at the end of this review.)
Going Up in the World Wonders Will Never Cease People Are Life* Haematology Remember This The Best Days Half a Loaf* Saving Grace* Tragedy, Tragedy* As Much Love as Possible Yorkshire Holly and Polly* Keys Lawrence of Arabia* Ajax Was She the Only One? Knife* Mrs Kaminski* Dog Fusilli* I Live Alone Articles of War Saint Peter First on the Scene England
I'm a big Swift fan, but I completely understand why others aren't.
Swift's themes are the slow passing of time, history, loss, grief, death and irrevocable change. His characters - often older couples - are highly pensive and not given to much outward action beyond daily activities.
The writing flows brilliantly, and is charged with what I'd term "English repressed sentiment". That is, emotions felt deeply, but not expressed or sometimes even acknowledged, which leaves the narrative and characters half submerged under the surface of events.
The stories in this collection are like Swift novels in miniature. Some are slice of life, others have a deeper meaning that only becomes apparent in the final paragraph. How well this technique works will differ from one reader to the next.
I read the German edition of this collection superbly translated by Susanna Höbel. She did an amazing job of rendering the tone and imagery so typical of Swift.
Descriptions of a select few of my faves...
Tragedy, Tragedy is about the sudden heart attack death of a fork lift driver. Two of his colleagues discuss if every death can be termed 'tragic' or if other words, such as 'comic,' might better apply...even to their own demises.
Holly and Polly is about two young lab technicians who work with semen and pregnancy problems. They find out they are both lesbian and become a couple...but are unsure about making that public at the lab. One of the few lighter, happy ending stories.
Lawrence of Arabia is about a bewildered woman contemplating her feelings for her recently deceased husband and their marriage. The fact he died on the same day as actor Peter O'Toole (who played Lawrence) and was a heartthrob in his day, she feels must have some significance.
Mrs Kaminski is a conversation between a lively 91-year old woman and a 25-year old doctor. Mrs Kaminski has no more family, she says, they've all "gone to Poland" and she's on her way there, too. The doc doesn't cotton on that Poland is Mrs Kaminski's word for death/heaven and thinks she's simply a confused old lady.
Fusilli shows us a father dealing with the very recent death of his son, who was a soldier in Afghanistan. The last time he spoke to his son was when the son randomly called him while he was in the pasta aisle of the local supermarket. Now that insignificant convo and the type of pasta his son recommended has become a life line in his grief.
In his Man Booker Prize winning novel, Last Orders (1997), Swift followed a quartet of elderly men as they drive out from the East End of London to cast an old friend's ashes into the sea. The point of that quiet, detailed, but slow-moving book is to ask the question of all of them: "What have we become?" As I recall, Swift has few surprising revelations, only the gradual recognition that there can be a rightness, even a kind of beauty, in quite ordinary lives. Now in this collection, Swift once more mines the same vein, offering 25 further occasions for reflection, as rather ordinary characters look back on rather ordinary lives. Individually, I found them quite beautiful, since the eight-to-ten-page length perfectly suits the brief moment of reflection before moving on. So far, I have read rather more than half of them, and will enjoy the rest over the next few weeks. This is a book to savor over time; the stories are rather too similar to be read all at once.
The funeral theme recurs several times here. In "Lawrence of Arabia," a widow riding on a bus the day after her husband's funeral sees the headline that Peter O'Toole has died. In "People Are Life," a barber gives a trim to a customer before his wife's funeral. The death in "The Best Days" is that of a former headmaster, but the funeral occasions the private reflections of two old friends about their sexual adventures while at school. And there are several other bereaved people: the septuagenarian in "First on the Scene" who goes on country walks to recapture weekends he enjoyed with his wife finds a body in a woodland clearing; the fiftyish osteopath in "Half a Loaf" rejoices in the sexual kindness of a much younger woman, even though he realizes that the affair will probably not last.
But not all the moments of reflection are occasioned by death. "As Much Love as Possible" is about two friends having a men's night in while their wives enjoy a girls' night out; "Wonders Will Never Cease" has a man bringing his wife to stay with a recently married old friend; both stories gently probe the paradoxes of marriage and the little jealousies that can arise between even the closest of friends. In "Going Up in the World," the two friends are older, partners in a window-cleaning firm, but the focus is on the rising careers of their respective sons. This is reversed in "Saving Grace," where British-born Indian doctor examines his relationship with his own father.
There are a few exceptions to the general pattern, most notably "Haematology," consisting of a letter from Sir William Harvey, the former Royal Physician to King Charles I, to an old friend in the entourage of Oliver Cromwell. In "England," the title story that ends the collection, a man helps a stranded traveler on an Exmoor road; I am not sure that it works, since the encounter is so bizarre that it detracts from what I think is its main point, which is to have the Samaritan (an off-duty coastguard) reflect on the limitations of his own life. Although the basic situation of "Yorkshire" — a long-married couple in their seventies — is similar to that of other stories, this is exceptional in that the triggering event is of quite a different order of seriousness. But my favorite of all is probably "Remember This," which reverses the pattern of looking back. In it, a recently-married couple visit a solicitor to make their wills. Feeling it like a reaffirmation of their marriage, they return home and make love. Then, while his wife is sleeping, the husband gets up to write her a letter for the future:
The overwhelming thought came to him: Remember this, remember this. Remember this always. Whatever comes, remember this.
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I wrote the review above early in 2015. Editing it now, I am struck by the resonance of that final quotation with the theme of Swift's 2016 novella, Mothering Sunday, a beautiful work that shows him at the very height of his achievement.
This is an interesting collection of stories – there are a couple set in the past, one in 1805 and another in an England torn by Civil War –but most have a contemporary setting. They deal mostly with situations that are quite ordinary; a man remembering the day he visited a solicitor with his new wife to make out their wills, two old school friends at the funeral of their former headmaster, a man remembering how his parents viewed a neighbour they thought was a little odd, a widowed osteopath with a young client, a man who locks himself out of his house… However, all of these initially normal situations are given a twist, to show what goes on below the surface. Whether it is a hairdresser chatting to a customer, or a man shopping for pasta in Waitrose, the author uncovers the depth of human feeling. This is a book which deals with grief, loneliness, isolation, friendship, the bonds of childhood and loss. A very good collection of short stories, which I enjoyed very much. Lastly, I received a copy of this book from the publisher, via NetGalley, for review.
The stories are like little snapshots of people's lives, most of them very ordinary. The characters tend to be called Andy or Mick with wives called Ruth or Lynn.
Many have the theme of loss, be it bereavement, illness, divorce or just the passage of time changing things. This makes many of them very poignant and I felt there was an air of reflective sadness over the collection. The story entitled Fusilli was heartbreaking.
If you have a touch of the blues then this isn't an uplifting read, but the stories are so beautifully written. Recommended.
A collection of short stories. Slices of England. On the whole this book left me cold, there was the odd glimmer of interest but nothing much to hook me in.
I have always loved short stories. The writing is spare and not a word is wasted. Yet in this collection of 25 stories, I sensed the hand of a novelist, rather than a short-story writer. (Indeed! Graham Swift is a best-selling author and a Booker Prize winner.)
The characters are mostly middle-class Brits, mostly male, leading ordinary lives. In some stories, the ordinary is all that happens. In others, something out of the ordinary happens that causes a character either confusion or a means of examining his life.
I struggled to connect with the characters. The author tends to tell us, not show us, what a character is like -- kind of like British mystery shows where the perp spills all in the last few minutes, crime solved. Dialog is sparse in some stories, and unrevealing in others. At times, characters seem to act or think as the author wants them to, not as they really would. For example, in "First on the Scene," a man comes upon a dead body in the woods, and as the story ends, he calls the police. "He hadn't a clue how to begin," the author writes as the call is answered. Wouldn't he just say, Hey, there's a body in the woods? Yet I suppose it's meant to suggest that the man hadn't a clue how to make sense of his life. In "Dog," a husband heroically fends off a dog attacking a baby in a park, becoming disheveled and clawed in the battle. The author writes, "He hadn't the slightest idea how he was going to explain away these things to Julia [his wife]." What's to explain away? Wouldn't he just tell her what happened? I guess I'm too much of a realist.
And, I have to say, I was offended at how casually the author has male characters feeling up their girlfriends' or wives' derrieres in public, and how his female characters are silent about it or tacitly appreciative. I'm sorry, but it's offensive and humiliating to be groped in public, no matter who's doing the groping. With all the talk about "Uncle Joe" Biden feeling up women these days, it's just something that struck me as unsavory, and I lost all interest in a story at that point.
I once read this advice: "Never end your story with a character realizing something. Characters shouldn't realize things: readers should." That was running through my head as I got to the end of some stories only to read something like, "Now he understood..." I didn't want to be told what a character understood. I wanted to understand it myself. Yet, for the most part, I just didn't understand.
Swift returns to his perpetual themes of loss and what it’s like to be different. Oddly one of my least favorite stories in the book is ‘England’ but other than that there wasn’t a clunker in the book. Most are short and he gets to his point in very few pages. There’s an undercurrent of emotion but it’s restrained which makes the tales more effective. He comes to the point slowly but it has an impact. Most of the narrators are male but are still universally relatable.
Some of the stories are dark but the violence takes place offstage so to speak or it’s merely implied. War and military men are featured as well and again the violence is hinted at though the impact on their loved ones’ emotion of their loss or potential loss or sometimes just physical or mental damage is explicit and heartbreaking. Along with this comes perceived betrayal. Did the widow already have an intimate relationship with her next husband before she loses her current beloved? Has the soon to be single woman relieved when her soldier is killed at war? Betrayal is usually just a blind with the theme of loss having the pride of place. Swift is wonderful at capturing a child’s viewpoint as well. He isn’t a cheerful writer but he’s compelling.
I got this book as a gift from my friend Cheryl and what a lovely gift it turned out to be. The book is not a long one, a little over 200 pages, but it took a really long time for me to read. This was not because it was hard to digest or badly written, quite the opposite. All of the short stories in this collection were masterclasses in the execution of the art form. If I had read it quickly I would not have done the stories justice, each was both deceptively simple and so incredibly rich in ideas, texture and feelings that it was not possible to read more than two or three in one sitting. All of the stories are set in England, and most start out with the simplest and most mundane of premises, but that is where any common thread ends. You will end up marveling at what an accomplished writer can achieve in 6-10 pages of tight prose, how much truth and meaning can be exposed in the simplest of observations. This has to be one of the best books I've read this year and certainly one of the best collections of short stories I've read in a while. I would recommend this book to anyone.
Το βιβλίο αυτό διετέλεσε τον σκοπό του: επαγγελματικό ταξίδι, περιορισμένος χρόνος και διάθεση, αλλά αναγνωστική πείνα πρέπει να ικανοποιηθεί. Τα μικρά διηγηματικά μεζεδάκια της καινούρια συλλογής του Σουίφτ θα ήταν ό,τι πρέπει.
Και τελικά, ήταν: μικρές ιστορίες καθημερινών ανθρώπων στη Αγγλία. Την άλλοτε αστική, άλλοτε επαρχιακή, στην οποία γυναίκες και άντρες ζούνε τα μικρά δράματα και τις μικρές νίκες τους. Δεν συμβαίνει κάτι δραματικό εδω πέρα, δεν συμβαίνει κάτι ηρωικό, κάτι που δεν βλέπουμε γύρω μας. Μα καμιά φορά αυτό ακριβώς χρειαζόμαστε, να διαβάσουμε κάτι καλογραμμένο, ήσυχο και απαλό. Το οποίο μέσα στην απλότητά του, με οξυδέρκεια δοσμένο, μπορεί να γίνει διασκεδαστικό και καμιά φορά αστείο.
Δεν είχα ξαναδιαβάσει Γκράχαμ Σουίφτ, μα τούτο εδώ δείχνει συγγραφέα με μια φωνή ανθρώπινη και μια πέννα δεξιοτεχνική. Δεν είναι συγκλονιστικός τουλάχιστον εδώ. Μα δε νομίζω να είχε τέτοιους σκοπούς.
Le britannique Graham Swift écrit et raconte très bien. Ce recueil de nouvelles en est une autre preuve. Chacun des 25 textes immerge le lecteur dans un nouveau cadre, sans lien temporel ni contextuel avec le précédent. En quelques lignes, on sait où on est et on comprend où on va. On se lie rapidement aux personnages et aux intrigues. Malgré que les chutes soient douces, leurs impacts demeurent satisfaisants pour le lecteur.
Certains textes sont si forts ou ont un potentiel d’expansion manifeste tel qu’ils auraient pu (dû) faire l’objet d’un roman complet. Swift sait créer des univers dans lesquels les sentiments des personnages sont réels et auxquels le lecteur s’identifie malgré le fait que ce monde n’a qu’une vingtaine de pages pour faire son effet.
Ma préférée : LES AUTRES, C’EST LA VIE. Une simple chronique dans laquelle un barbier avoue être parfois las d’écouter les histoires racontées par ses clients. C’est touchant et merveilleusement écrit (et bien traduit).
I felt I had the rhythm of his writing and was in sync with the stories until I got to "The Best Days." What is it with male writers and their obsession with teenage boys sleeping with their schoolmates mom's? This absurd notion appears in fiction in out-sized proportion to the occurrence in real life, so what's the deal? What are these men saying? Older women lust after boys? Do they really believe that women everywhere are pedophiles? Or just the ones who have become mothers, usually with a daughter and a lousy husband? If these writers truly believe that, they're fucked up and I have no interest in whatever else they may have to say in their fiction or real life.
From BBC Radio 4 Extra: The 25 short stories that comprise England and Other Stories mark Swift's return to the short form after seven acclaimed novels. The stories dwell on the essence of Englishness and those chosen place us on the eve of the Battle of Trafalgar, in a barbers, a supermarket, a laboratory and Macintyre's warehouse, and in each place and time, Swift perfectly captures a universal truth from the minutiae of lives.
Took me blooming ages to read this slim volume containing twenty-five slim stories.
And when I say stories, I really mean twenty-five instances of different characters (mostly a man in his fifties) relating thoughts about some event or object that they have encounters.
Man thinks while someone breaks the news to him that he has a brain tumour. Man thinks when he comes across a car in a ditch. Man thinks as he tells the history of his ethnic origins to a patient. Man thinks as he drives another man's wife somewhere. Man thinks and thinks and thinks.
Each character thinks different things, but all in the same sort of style. It reminds me of the way I assume that people thought in the 1950s. Kind of like an old fashioned way of thinking from a generation before mine. Even the stories set in the twenty-first century seem somehow to be set in the nineteen-fifties. It's something to do with the tone, I think.
And it's not that these characters aren't interesting in the way that they think, it's just that it's all a bit samey-samey. I was glad to finish the book.
Next up, in June, I'll be reading a set of Jo Nesbo books. Stories of the exploits of some detective or other that the wife raves about. I'll enjoy them, but ultimately I'll probably get bored with the sameness. So, perhaps it's just my nature to get bored. Let's see.
Read this if you're not about the action, but more about the thoughts behind the action. Avoid it if you like variety in a collection of short stories.
3.5 stars. An interesting, varied collection of twenty-five short stories set in England. In ‘Saving Grace’, an Indian doctor who has never been to India, recalls how his Anglophilic father was glad the Second World War brought him to a land he had come to love in books. In ‘Remember This’, a young couple make their wills and on that day the husband writes a letter describing his love for his wife. In ‘Fusilli’, a father recalls the last time he spoke to his son on the phone. In ‘England’, a coast guard helps a black comedian get his car out of a ditch. The comedian, Johnny Dewhurst, is in Exmoor, touring England.
In the movie The Banshees of Inisherin, a lifelong friendship ends when one of them decides the other only really fills his life with dull conversation. Graham Swift is literary dull conversation. I got one useful bit of insight for a story I’m working on, but otherwise it’s just dithering. A whole collection of dithering. A book I stopped reading. Didn’t cut any fingers off, if you were wondering. So there’s that.
This collection includes lots of really short stories (most 5-10 pages). Most were more 'slice-of-life' portraits. I liked the writing quite a bit, but the brief nature of the tales was less than satisfying as a reading experience in many cases.
Much as I have genuinely loved Swift's novels, in particular Mothering Sunday and Waterland, these (very) short stories did nothing for me. In fact I didn't even read the last couple - apologies Mr Swift. I need to feel some emotional reaction to character or situation, and nothing here moved me much at all.
I love Graham Swift's writing. This collection of twenty five stories give us glimpses into the lives of normal people in different parts of the country. A couple have a historical setting but most are contemporary and many explore his favourite themes of loss and grief.
Hmm, halfway through this collection I was leaning towards two stars, but it grew on me slightly, so I'm generously upgrading it to three. I do often read short stories but these are very different from my normal fare of Alice Munro or Elizabeth Strout. Munro and Strout encompass whole lives in 30 or 40 pages. Most of the stories here are very short; the longest around 15 pages, the shortest half a dozen, and tend to focus on a single small incident, with no plot as such. The kind of thing you might read to stave off boredom in a doctor's waiting room. In the worst cases, they read like sterile creative writing exercises; in the best, they offer insights into a whole range of different people at a distressing or remarkable moment in their lives. There's a lot of death, divorce, loss, fear, approached in almost all cases with very British restraint.
A few highlights: Remember This, Half a Loaf, Ajax, First on the Scene. Black marks for the predictable, annoying, middle-aged-man fantasy fulfilling of Keys and The Best Days. But I've been disappointed with almost all Swift's work since his early work, especially the wonderful Waterland, still one of my favourite novels. In fact I stopped reading him altogether after the terrible Tomorrow, and I still won't particularly go out of my way to read more.
England and Other Stories by Graham Swift is an exceptional collection of twenty-five short stories, which capture the essence of England, past and present. Each short story is detailed, atmospheric and comprised of well thought out and well placed characters. Whether the story is from the Civil War era or about the neighbor next door, each short story will captivate the mind of the reader and draw the reader into each story. Swift is a rather brilliant storyteller and his latest collections of short stories is clearly a testament to his exceptional grasp of the human spirit, be that of a child or of the aging, and his exceptional prose. I highly recommend England and Other Stories to those who enjoy short stories as well as those who are uncertain, Swift’s writing is that exceptional.
I'm not quite sure how I feel about this short story collection. Maybe I'm just not intellectually equipped to understand the brilliance of this author. He did win a Booker after all! I was bored by most of the stories and didn't really see the point. They just seemed like short little snippets of ordinary life for the most part. With one or two, just as things were potentially getting interesting the story was over. Maybe I'm just not cut out to read short stories because they leave me wanting more. My favorite story was the creepy "Ajax" but it was really the only one I felt any interest in. None of the stories resonated with me and I forgot them right after finishing. The book was very well written but it just wasn't subject matter that interested me. I received this book for free through Goodreads First Reads. Thank you!
SO, HOLLY AND POLLY ARE AT THE BAR, and a guy comes up to them and asks what they do for a living. Holly says that they're in the introduction business. They make little fellers meet. The guy asks her if she would mind introducing them. Polly hands him a flyer of the London Sperm Donation. Sure, take a slot, they are anonymous though.
My favourite short story was “Holly and Polly”. I would not take my own word for it though, because that answer changes as much as the weather. I recently watched the 2024 film “Joy” and realised that IVF was invented in the UK. It created an “Ah-ha!💡” moment. Jean Purdy (British nurse very much involved in the whole introduction of IVF) also had a religious background so it explains some of the holy/Holly theme.
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This is a nice collection of short stories in the style we are used to by Graham Swift. His stories focus on normal people and events that have shaped their lives. He shows them where they are now with the occasional flashback.
As with every coleection of short stories I liked some more than others, but of course didn't write down which.
I can only recommend this to any fan of Graham Swift and also stories about everyday people looking back at their past and how that is connected to their present.
This book has often come up as a recommendation and I had great hopes for it with its collection of short stories about different people living in England. Unfortunately I came away from it feeling a little disappointed. Don’t get me wrong, it contains some great stories and the first one was certainly a great start and they are well written (as you’d expect of such a prominent writer), but sadly many were entirely unmemorable and I couldn't really see why some of the stories had been told. In the end though it was a pleasant read and had some interesting nuggets and it was worth a read.
This is a good read. Graham Swift catches, perfectly, the disparate voices of contemporary England. See my full review of this, together with Julian Barnes' 'Pulse' at http://thestorybazaar.com/short-stories/