I love a history book--any book, really--that makes you look at the world differently when you're finished with it. I love a book even more that stays with you long after you have put it back on the shelf and, like a favourite friend, you can't resist popping back to, to look up something, anything, just to pick the book up again.
I consider myself fairly well versed in the history--or, as Mr. Davies would say--the 'histories' of my islands, but that was before reading The Isles. It is a work of great sensitivity, at times iconoclastic, sometimes witty, often incisive, invariably trenchant. Considering the centrifugal forces currently at work in the United Kingdom, reading this book with its lessons culled from over two thousand years of history helps to put things in some perspective, starting with the concept of 'identity'. Considering as well the vast span of time it covers, it retains its pace, its rhythm, and its relevance to today's events. There is also a fine set of maps and other appendices, like timelines, chronologies, genealogies, photos, even sheet music!
So much of this book is about identity: what it is, where it comes from, who makes it, what happens to it over time. In a way it is interesting this is such a treasured book to me, as it does merrily explode conceptions of what it means to be British, while exposing the debris of that identity to another--that of being European. To be 'European' is another identity--or layer of identity--that I respect and cherish. Having lived and worked in countries that could not resist their own centrifugal forces and that span themselves to their own--often messy--destruction, my instinct is to resist any moves to deconstruct my own country. Having lived and worked on Europe's borders, I see it first from the outside in, and thus I see it as something of a haven, something to be aspired to. Again, not something these days that many of my co-citizens of this European project would easily relate to.
The Isles is something of a balm to that feeling of being adrift, or at least it helps to put it in perspective. Far from being set in stone, the islands that make up the United Kingdom have always been a site and source of innovation and inspiration to those who live there, and I hope they always will be.