4.0 out of 5 stars
A Brave and Honest Account
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on 19 January 2016
This is the first book I've read by Melvyn Bragg, and found it very difficult to rate. I enjoy his radio series 'In Our Time' and as I work at his old school in Wigton I was curious to know a bit more of his background. The book is written as fiction, but in fact is very closely autobiographical. It covers the period of his life from when he meets his first wife, aged 21, in Oxford to when their marriage ends in tragedy ten years later. I was confused as to why he decided to make the account fictional, which basically just meant giving everyone false names (except the places), and occasionally shifting viewpoint (which must have entailed speculation on his part as to what others were thinking or saying). It might have been more straightforward to write it as an autobiography in the first person. However, it is a very personal, revealing and brave account of his relationship with 'Natasha'. Though he doesn't spell this out, the reader can deduce that Natasha suffered enduring damage as an infant due to the death of her mother, and subsequent emotional neglect. When they first meet, this seems not to matter, as they share a love of literature, writing, art, and both share the dream of leading a life where they are free to be creative. As time goes by however, the psychological issues rise to the fore, and psychoanalysis seems to make things far worse for both of them. There are some sections of the book that can seem to drag on about things that might seem trivial (eg agonising about whether to move house due to aeroplane noise). Some (eg I) might think they were extremely fortunate to have a house at all. But in a way, this is the point - that it is possible to be materially very lucky, but still miserable. The last quarter of the book must have been difficult to write, dwelling as it does on the couple's inward-looking attempts to resolve their unhappiness, their failure to do so, and Joseph's lingering guilt about what he might have done differently.