This novel observes the Cazalet families and extended families after the war, from July 1945 to the summer of 1947.
Casting off, as a term used in knitting, is the finishing row of whatever article is being knitted. It denotes the ending – a completion. Paradoxically, when people cast off in a boat, they are launching it: making a new beginning. Then, of course, there is the casting off of things . . . or people. Throwing them away, tossing them in a discard cupboard in our minds and shutting them away.
As the Cazalets, along with the rest of England, attempt to adjust to a new form of normality after the war, I became invested in the outcomes, participating with happiness, celebration, and sadness while they experienced each form of casting off in their post-war lives.
There are marriages, separations, and divorces. There are careers launched, careers stalled, callings heeded and callings ignored. There are successes disguised as failures and failures that result in successes.
On the National front, Churchill, who led the country through the war is upended and Mr. Attlee, along with his Labour party, moves into reform mode throughout the country. After such a long, debilitating war there is no doubt that reforms were necessary for the country to emerge from all the rubble. Unfortunately, reforms are also costly and there were several downward adjustments to ration coupons. People continued to experience privations that only grew more draining over time.
Again, most of the Cazalet families and their extended families were fortunate. Although they could no longer hire maids and cooks, they were resourceful with the land they owned and were able to continue growing much of their food, as they did during the war. The women of the family taught themselves to cook, with mixed results, and for the most part the men’s companies thrived due to the ever-increasing need for lumber, which their main company supplied.
Once again in this novel, Elizabeth Jane Howard moves through time by switching points of view to various members of the family. She does this so smoothly that there is never a feeling that I am missing something. I have read other authors where the transition feels somewhat awkward, but Ms Howard has mastered the technique, and it enhanced my enjoyment considerably while I came to know each character more intimately.
The fifth, and last, of The Cazalet Chronicles was published 18 years after this one – just one year before Elizabeth Jane Howard died at the age of 90 in 2014. I am eager to discover the next phase in the lives of this amazing family next month.