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The Greengage Summer
Greengage Summer
248 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1958
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Rumer Godden
154 books556 followersMargaret Rumer Godden was an English author of more than 60 fiction and non-fiction books. Nine of her works have been made into films, most notably Black Narcissus in 1947 and The River in 1951.
A few of her works were co-written with her elder sister, novelist Jon Godden, including Two Under the Indian Sun, a memoir of the Goddens' childhood in a region of India now part of Bangladesh.
A few of her works were co-written with her elder sister, novelist Jon Godden, including Two Under the Indian Sun, a memoir of the Goddens' childhood in a region of India now part of Bangladesh.
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September 9, 2020
I'm so surprised that this book is not one of the Great Classics. I'd never even heard of it before I picked it up. This is one of my new favourite 20th century novels.
The book is narrated by 13 year old Cecil who, with her siblings and mother, goes to France for the summer. However, when her mother gets sick, the children are sent to stay in a hotel with an Englishman called Eliot. They spend halcyon days wondering the French countryside and villages, and Cecil observes the antics of adulthood (as the only french linguist). She sits in between adulthood and childhood this summer, in a very similar way to Leo in The Go-Between.
The book is narrated by 13 year old Cecil who, with her siblings and mother, goes to France for the summer. However, when her mother gets sick, the children are sent to stay in a hotel with an Englishman called Eliot. They spend halcyon days wondering the French countryside and villages, and Cecil observes the antics of adulthood (as the only french linguist). She sits in between adulthood and childhood this summer, in a very similar way to Leo in The Go-Between.
February 4, 2019
4.5 stars.
Greengage plums
In this 1958 novel by Rumer Godden (one of those once well-known authors that I’d never heard of before I started hanging out online with GR friends who love older books), five English children, ages 5 to 16, are taken by their mother to France for an educational vacation - touring the battlefields of France so they’ll have more appreciation for the sacrifices of others. The kids will get a life lesson, all right: it’s just not the one their mother intended.
Their mother is bitten on the leg by a horsefly just before the trip and winds up in the hospital; the children end up living largely unsupervised at their hotel for a few weeks. A gentleman who’s sleeping with one of the proprietors of the hotel takes them under his wing, at least to some extent, but it’s clear from the start that he has his own reasons for keeping them around.
The Greengage Summer is a coming of age story, narrated by 13 year old Cecil (a girl), that starts out very languid and slow-paced, but then the tension starts building as they realize something is very off with one of their friends at the hotel, and . I couldn’t put it down for the second half.
The greengage plums used in the title have an interesting symbolism: they're so sweet, but these phrases and words were typically used in connection with them:
It’s a rather sobering look into human nature and our weaknesses. The characterization is excellent, subtle and with depth, and sometimes disturbing. If you like I Capture the Castle, give The Greengage Summer a read.
Well worth reading, but there’s a ton of mostly-untranslated French in it. Good thing the Kindle has a translation feature! I used it constantly.
January 2019 group read with the Retro Reads group.
Content notes: some adult material, though not explicit, including lots of swearing in French that mostly went over my head because the Kindle translated it into pretty innocuous words. 😂
Greengage plums
In this 1958 novel by Rumer Godden (one of those once well-known authors that I’d never heard of before I started hanging out online with GR friends who love older books), five English children, ages 5 to 16, are taken by their mother to France for an educational vacation - touring the battlefields of France so they’ll have more appreciation for the sacrifices of others. The kids will get a life lesson, all right: it’s just not the one their mother intended.
Their mother is bitten on the leg by a horsefly just before the trip and winds up in the hospital; the children end up living largely unsupervised at their hotel for a few weeks. A gentleman who’s sleeping with one of the proprietors of the hotel takes them under his wing, at least to some extent, but it’s clear from the start that he has his own reasons for keeping them around.
The Greengage Summer is a coming of age story, narrated by 13 year old Cecil (a girl), that starts out very languid and slow-paced, but then the tension starts building as they realize something is very off with one of their friends at the hotel, and . I couldn’t put it down for the second half.
The greengage plums used in the title have an interesting symbolism: they're so sweet, but these phrases and words were typically used in connection with them:
"we made ourselves ill from eating the greengages"This summer was a definitely a loss of Eden experience for the Grey siblings.
"as if the first greengage had been an Eden apple, I was suddenly older and wiser"
"There were a few, on the trees, overripe in the sun but still firm under the leaves; I ate both kinds and they added to the chaotic feeling in my stomach."
"Greengage indigestion!"
It’s a rather sobering look into human nature and our weaknesses. The characterization is excellent, subtle and with depth, and sometimes disturbing. If you like I Capture the Castle, give The Greengage Summer a read.
Well worth reading, but there’s a ton of mostly-untranslated French in it. Good thing the Kindle has a translation feature! I used it constantly.
January 2019 group read with the Retro Reads group.
Content notes: some adult material, though not explicit, including lots of swearing in French that mostly went over my head because the Kindle translated it into pretty innocuous words. 😂
August 11, 2024
“On and off, all that hot French August, we made ourselves ill from eating the greengages.”
What exactly is a greengage? Maybe you know, but I asked myself that question when I saw the title of this book. According to Wikipedia, they are a green-fruited plum noted for their “rich, confectionary flavor.” And the “we” in that quote pertains to five siblings from England on a holiday in France. After their mother’s sudden illness, they are left in the care of a charismatic Englishman staying at the same French pension along the Marne River. The children do what children do best while left to their own devices too much. They land in the middle of things they don’t quite understand! The narrator of this story, thirteen-year-old Cecil, was perfectly charming. She’s a dreamer; she’s also sharp and inquisitive.
“Our surname was Grey; I wished it had been Shelmerdine or de Courcy… Cecil de Courcy, de Haviland, Cecil du Guesclin, Winnington-Withers… Winter. That was a beautiful name and I thought, I shall use it when I am a writer, or a nun; Cecil Winter, Sister Cecilia Winter; but I was not yet a writer, or a nun, nor did I know that I should ever be either. At the moment I was more like a chameleon, coloured by other people’s business…”
This is a lovely coming-of-age story with all the wonderful sights and sounds and smells one is later nostalgic for after a memorable holiday. There’s also a mystery surrounding the French pension, its owner, Mademoiselle Zizi, and the Englishman. Going into detail would ruin things for the reader a bit. This book might not be considered deeply insightful, but where it succeeds for me is in the pointing out of those feelings one experiences at certain transitions from young child to adolescent and from adolescent to young woman. I dare you to tell me you’ve never related to any of these little revelations yourself.
“It was odd – and annoying – that I always wanted us not to be ordinary but, when we were a little extraordinary, I blushed.”
“Most grown people are like icebergs, three-tenths showing, seven-tenths submerged…”
“To wake for the first time in a new place can be like another birth.”
“What has made you so unhappy?”… “Being perfectly happy for two days.”
Rumer Godden was an English author who wrote quite prolifically from the 1930s through the 1990s. She has numerous adult and children’s novels to her name, and some of her work was adapted to the screen. She is a new-to-me author, and I’m happy I’ve finally listened to my trusted friends here who have been reading and applauding her work for some time now. If this introduction is any indication, I have much to look forward to!
“There was peace in the overgrown grass walks and heavy bushes, in the long orchard alleys where the greengages ripened in their own time and were neither forced nor pruned; here everything was itself, exactly as it seemed.”
What exactly is a greengage? Maybe you know, but I asked myself that question when I saw the title of this book. According to Wikipedia, they are a green-fruited plum noted for their “rich, confectionary flavor.” And the “we” in that quote pertains to five siblings from England on a holiday in France. After their mother’s sudden illness, they are left in the care of a charismatic Englishman staying at the same French pension along the Marne River. The children do what children do best while left to their own devices too much. They land in the middle of things they don’t quite understand! The narrator of this story, thirteen-year-old Cecil, was perfectly charming. She’s a dreamer; she’s also sharp and inquisitive.
“Our surname was Grey; I wished it had been Shelmerdine or de Courcy… Cecil de Courcy, de Haviland, Cecil du Guesclin, Winnington-Withers… Winter. That was a beautiful name and I thought, I shall use it when I am a writer, or a nun; Cecil Winter, Sister Cecilia Winter; but I was not yet a writer, or a nun, nor did I know that I should ever be either. At the moment I was more like a chameleon, coloured by other people’s business…”
This is a lovely coming-of-age story with all the wonderful sights and sounds and smells one is later nostalgic for after a memorable holiday. There’s also a mystery surrounding the French pension, its owner, Mademoiselle Zizi, and the Englishman. Going into detail would ruin things for the reader a bit. This book might not be considered deeply insightful, but where it succeeds for me is in the pointing out of those feelings one experiences at certain transitions from young child to adolescent and from adolescent to young woman. I dare you to tell me you’ve never related to any of these little revelations yourself.
“It was odd – and annoying – that I always wanted us not to be ordinary but, when we were a little extraordinary, I blushed.”
“Most grown people are like icebergs, three-tenths showing, seven-tenths submerged…”
“To wake for the first time in a new place can be like another birth.”
“What has made you so unhappy?”… “Being perfectly happy for two days.”
Rumer Godden was an English author who wrote quite prolifically from the 1930s through the 1990s. She has numerous adult and children’s novels to her name, and some of her work was adapted to the screen. She is a new-to-me author, and I’m happy I’ve finally listened to my trusted friends here who have been reading and applauding her work for some time now. If this introduction is any indication, I have much to look forward to!
“There was peace in the overgrown grass walks and heavy bushes, in the long orchard alleys where the greengages ripened in their own time and were neither forced nor pruned; here everything was itself, exactly as it seemed.”
June 1, 2024
Children are everywhere, like insects. They can know anything.
In an attempt to have a less structured approach to my reading this year, I decided most of my choices would be based on the appeal of the moment. Having started off with three fairly serious reads, I was looking for something light when I read the excellent review of my friend, Megan, for The Greengage Summer. It sounded so delightful and so what I was needing, that I rushed off, found a copy and dove in.
If this book is any indicator, I am going to enjoy this year of random reading very much. What a sweet, calm, intriguing read this was! Told to us by an adolescent, this is the story of five British children stranded in France at a hotel. While on vacation, the mother experiences an illness and needs to be hospitalized, and the children, the oldest of which is sixteen, are left in the care of a male stranger, who also happens to be British, at the French hotel, Les Oeillets.
This is a coming of age story, a bit of a mystery, and a great deal of good fun. There are French passages, but I found, even with only my schoolbook French (and that very long ago) to fall back upon, I could follow the French conversation almost as well as the English.
Unsupervised by a mother, the children are able to wander about and partake of many adult doings that they would normally not have witnessed, and as children so often do, they blend into the background, are discounted, and know much more than any of the adults about what is going on around them. Our narrator, Cecile, is charming and very realistically painted, so that seeing the story unfold through her eyes is ideal. And, as children also do, the emotions they exhibit are perfect and pure–they love completely, they rally loyally, and they understand with their hearts more than their heads.
I already had Rumer Godden’s In This House of Brede slated for reading this year. I am now very excited to get to it, as I have a sneaking feeling that Ms. Godden is going to be one of those authors for which I cannot leave any of her works unread, and OMG she wrote 60 books.
In an attempt to have a less structured approach to my reading this year, I decided most of my choices would be based on the appeal of the moment. Having started off with three fairly serious reads, I was looking for something light when I read the excellent review of my friend, Megan, for The Greengage Summer. It sounded so delightful and so what I was needing, that I rushed off, found a copy and dove in.
If this book is any indicator, I am going to enjoy this year of random reading very much. What a sweet, calm, intriguing read this was! Told to us by an adolescent, this is the story of five British children stranded in France at a hotel. While on vacation, the mother experiences an illness and needs to be hospitalized, and the children, the oldest of which is sixteen, are left in the care of a male stranger, who also happens to be British, at the French hotel, Les Oeillets.
This is a coming of age story, a bit of a mystery, and a great deal of good fun. There are French passages, but I found, even with only my schoolbook French (and that very long ago) to fall back upon, I could follow the French conversation almost as well as the English.
Unsupervised by a mother, the children are able to wander about and partake of many adult doings that they would normally not have witnessed, and as children so often do, they blend into the background, are discounted, and know much more than any of the adults about what is going on around them. Our narrator, Cecile, is charming and very realistically painted, so that seeing the story unfold through her eyes is ideal. And, as children also do, the emotions they exhibit are perfect and pure–they love completely, they rally loyally, and they understand with their hearts more than their heads.
I already had Rumer Godden’s In This House of Brede slated for reading this year. I am now very excited to get to it, as I have a sneaking feeling that Ms. Godden is going to be one of those authors for which I cannot leave any of her works unread, and OMG she wrote 60 books.
February 7, 2019
Because this book was first published in 1958 & my edition was a Puffin Plus Reprint I was expecting a 1950s style teen book - & this book quite definitely wasn't.
It is like serving yourself a bowl of muesli, expecting a healthy breakfast & finding it has been heavily sweetened.
Or going to a movie expecting a new version of The Sound of Music & discovering it is more like Last Tango in Paris.
Great products, but you feel mislead by the packaging.
Greengage Blossoms
A mother takes her five children to experience life in France - basically because the oldest two -Joss & Cecil (in spite of the male names, these are teen girls)- are becoming obnoxious & selfish. The mother,has a horse fly bite which has become infected, is very sick indeed before they even arrive at the hotel & ends up hospitalised. I can't understand any mother, no matter how ill, choosing to entrust her children to the care of strangers, rather than sending for their admittedly judgemental Uncle William. Joss is the oldest and matters worsen when she also becomes ill. I can understand the hotel proprietor Mademoiselle Zizi feeling this is not her problem, but her lover, the enigmatic Elliot takes pity on these poor waifs - or does he?
To say any more would be to spoil the story (which we see through 13 year old Cecil's eyes) For me the only good thing that happens is the feasting on greengages. I have now found out that they are a type of very sweet green plum.
This is an excellent book, very well written & every twist & turn was a shock for me. It reminds me strongly of Bonjour tristesse, published four years earlier. Also with a young protagonist, also not a YA book.
In spite of these quibbles, I highly recommend this book & I'm expecting it to be one of my top reads of 2019.
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It is like serving yourself a bowl of muesli, expecting a healthy breakfast & finding it has been heavily sweetened.
Or going to a movie expecting a new version of The Sound of Music & discovering it is more like Last Tango in Paris.
Great products, but you feel mislead by the packaging.
Greengage Blossoms
A mother takes her five children to experience life in France - basically because the oldest two -Joss & Cecil (in spite of the male names, these are teen girls)- are becoming obnoxious & selfish. The mother,has a horse fly bite which has become infected, is very sick indeed before they even arrive at the hotel & ends up hospitalised. I can't understand any mother, no matter how ill, choosing to entrust her children to the care of strangers, rather than sending for their admittedly judgemental Uncle William. Joss is the oldest and matters worsen when she also becomes ill. I can understand the hotel proprietor Mademoiselle Zizi feeling this is not her problem, but her lover, the enigmatic Elliot takes pity on these poor waifs - or does he?
To say any more would be to spoil the story (which we see through 13 year old Cecil's eyes) For me the only good thing that happens is the feasting on greengages. I have now found out that they are a type of very sweet green plum.
This is an excellent book, very well written & every twist & turn was a shock for me. It reminds me strongly of Bonjour tristesse, published four years earlier. Also with a young protagonist, also not a YA book.
In spite of these quibbles, I highly recommend this book & I'm expecting it to be one of my top reads of 2019.
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January 21, 2023
ABSOLUMENT MERVEILEUS…….(Absolutely Wonderful > in French)…..
EMPLACEMENT PARFAIT…..(Perfect Pitch in French)
“The Greengage Summer”, first published in 1958, (my first time reading Rumer Godden)….reminded me of why I read fiction. It had everything. It was funny, sad, devastating and hopeful all at the same time.
…I learned new *French terms*.…..
[Essuie-toi’bec avec ta bavette] > wipe your mouth on your bib. …. some new *vocabulary*…
[Plimsolls: a light rubber, soled canvas shoe worn for sports]
and….[gouter: a disease in which detective metabolism of uric acid causes arthritis, especially in the smaller bones of the feet, deposition of chalkstones and episodes of acute pain > “We had learned about the French children’s gouter]….
and got a great taste of The Holel de Ville ….sixteenth century which contained the official apartments of the mayor in Paris. The hotel was located in a section called poets town.
…I enjoyed the lyrical descriptions…. (the language)….
…the settings…very atmospheric and lush….
…the smells… (cut grass, jasmine, summer itself)
…the vivid visuals…. > reflections of trees, houses, fishermen, children, kitchens, cats, colors and shadows along the river bank etc.
…the story adventures…. ( how about stuffing oneself on yummy smooth green plums in the greengage orchard?)
…the old fashioned feeling — reminding us in the power of delicious intelligent mesmerizing prose….
…the main and supporting characters were irresistibly showcased > especially the endearing five English children….(and the dynamics between them all) ….
The five Grey children were: Joss (the eldest/sixteen), Cecil (the narrator), and the three younger kids….Hester, Willmouse, and Vicky.
The children’s Mother wanted to take her children to France for a vacation to learn some history about the battlefields.
When a horsefly insect infected the mothers leg she became quite ill before leaving.
NOTE… memories came flooding back for me. Years ago when I was traveling, in India, I got some type of insect bite that grew into a golf size round ‘green-pus-ball’, on my lower leg…..it was nasty looking.
Running a fever and given nothing more than a sugar pill from an Indian doctor in a filthy village…. I needed help so I flew to England, where I spent the first night in the hospital in London with beginning stages of blood poisoning….
Then the next few weeks I was recuperating In Cambridge- in bed. A nurse came every few days to change bandages — and the English boyfriend’s mother (so happy to have a girl in the house with 4 sons), kept me feed….
Some of the best caretaking I ever had in my life. I could have died from that infected insect bite the London doctor told me…..
Ha….and aren’t we glad I lived so I could read this book - re-visit the memory and write this review….
I SWEAR I’M RETIRED….from writing reviews — but what the hell — sometimes I just can’t help myself. This really was a wonderful book and I recommend it to everybody!!!!
The storytelling is adventurous…..
Father was not around. He was a botanist ….. not part of the summer vacation plan….but when Mother needs to go to the hospital (for ‘her’ nasty infected leg bite)….soon after Joss gets sick— tummy problem and spends time in bed….So her thirteen year old Cecil becomes the sibling in charge….
Ha….kinda!
Nothing is straight forward when 5 kids end up living in a hotel with no parents with them.
Ha….not to fear —(maybe though) — the kids meet a handsome confident Englishman name Elliot who (sorta) becomes the temporary guardian. Mother asked Eliot to look after them….
Oh my — I see I’m doing a messy job tying to share about this book —-
There are several interesting characters — Eliot being one of them
There is a famous painter: Monsieur Marc Joubert….
Two dogs….Madame Corbet, Uncle William, Mademoiselle Zizi….etc.
Rumer Godden wrote exquisitely…. she really captured the innocence of children and summer - and as the reader we get quite invested with their predicaments, mysteriousness, jealousies, and drama …. They were basically on their own a little frighten in a strange land….
I’ll leave a few excerpts to offer up some flavors….
“Stepping in dew, my head, in the sun, I walked into the orchard and, before I knew what I had done, reached up to touch a greengage. It came off, warm and smooth into my hand. I looked quickly round, but no one came, no voice, scolded, and, after a moment, I bit into the ripe golden flesh. Then I had another, and another, until, replete with fruit and ecstasy, I went back to my post”.
“In Southstone our family Circle had been five children along with Mother. Our important had receded only on Father’s rare visits; Uncle William and his friends were uninteresting as the dead to us and children’s doings, problems, ideas, and Jose had filled all our horizons. At Oeillets we were insignificant as grass under trees, under the light and shadow of grown-ups”.
“Good God! An orphanage!” (Eliot exclaims when he sees all the children)
“To wake up for the first time in a new place, can be like another birth. I think that to me, it was perhaps more startling than to most people, because, for as long as I could remember, I had waked each morning in the same bedroom in Belmont Road, with its wallpaper faded to a gray blue pattern; to the same white curtains and blue linoleum, the brown rug worn in places, so that the white show through the brown; to the same white and enameled iron beds, paisley eider-downs, and the pictures that were framed print from all supplements to the ‘Illustrated London News’. Uncle, William and Mother had had those pictures when they were children, but Joss had taken them down and put up a Chinese painting instead; she took that with her to Willmouse’s room, and I brought the prince back. Cecil is sentimental, said Joss”.
“On and off, all that hot French August, we made ourselves ill from eating the greengages. Joss and I felt guilty; we were still at the age when we thought being greedy was a childish fault, and this gave our guilt, a tinge of hopelessness, because, up to then, we had believed that, as we grew older, our faults would disappear, and none of them did. Hester of course was quite unabashed; Will—though he was called Willmouse then—Willmouse and Vicky were too small to reach but the lowest branches, but they found fruit fallen in the grass; we were all strictly for bidden to climb the trees”
Note……the inspiration for this story comes straight from Rumer Godden’s own childhood.
5 very strong stars.
EMPLACEMENT PARFAIT…..(Perfect Pitch in French)
“The Greengage Summer”, first published in 1958, (my first time reading Rumer Godden)….reminded me of why I read fiction. It had everything. It was funny, sad, devastating and hopeful all at the same time.
…I learned new *French terms*.…..
[Essuie-toi’bec avec ta bavette] > wipe your mouth on your bib. …. some new *vocabulary*…
[Plimsolls: a light rubber, soled canvas shoe worn for sports]
and….[gouter: a disease in which detective metabolism of uric acid causes arthritis, especially in the smaller bones of the feet, deposition of chalkstones and episodes of acute pain > “We had learned about the French children’s gouter]….
and got a great taste of The Holel de Ville ….sixteenth century which contained the official apartments of the mayor in Paris. The hotel was located in a section called poets town.
…I enjoyed the lyrical descriptions…. (the language)….
…the settings…very atmospheric and lush….
…the smells… (cut grass, jasmine, summer itself)
…the vivid visuals…. > reflections of trees, houses, fishermen, children, kitchens, cats, colors and shadows along the river bank etc.
…the story adventures…. ( how about stuffing oneself on yummy smooth green plums in the greengage orchard?)
…the old fashioned feeling — reminding us in the power of delicious intelligent mesmerizing prose….
…the main and supporting characters were irresistibly showcased > especially the endearing five English children….(and the dynamics between them all) ….
The five Grey children were: Joss (the eldest/sixteen), Cecil (the narrator), and the three younger kids….Hester, Willmouse, and Vicky.
The children’s Mother wanted to take her children to France for a vacation to learn some history about the battlefields.
When a horsefly insect infected the mothers leg she became quite ill before leaving.
NOTE… memories came flooding back for me. Years ago when I was traveling, in India, I got some type of insect bite that grew into a golf size round ‘green-pus-ball’, on my lower leg…..it was nasty looking.
Running a fever and given nothing more than a sugar pill from an Indian doctor in a filthy village…. I needed help so I flew to England, where I spent the first night in the hospital in London with beginning stages of blood poisoning….
Then the next few weeks I was recuperating In Cambridge- in bed. A nurse came every few days to change bandages — and the English boyfriend’s mother (so happy to have a girl in the house with 4 sons), kept me feed….
Some of the best caretaking I ever had in my life. I could have died from that infected insect bite the London doctor told me…..
Ha….and aren’t we glad I lived so I could read this book - re-visit the memory and write this review….
I SWEAR I’M RETIRED….from writing reviews — but what the hell — sometimes I just can’t help myself. This really was a wonderful book and I recommend it to everybody!!!!
The storytelling is adventurous…..
Father was not around. He was a botanist ….. not part of the summer vacation plan….but when Mother needs to go to the hospital (for ‘her’ nasty infected leg bite)….soon after Joss gets sick— tummy problem and spends time in bed….So her thirteen year old Cecil becomes the sibling in charge….
Ha….kinda!
Nothing is straight forward when 5 kids end up living in a hotel with no parents with them.
Ha….not to fear —(maybe though) — the kids meet a handsome confident Englishman name Elliot who (sorta) becomes the temporary guardian. Mother asked Eliot to look after them….
Oh my — I see I’m doing a messy job tying to share about this book —-
There are several interesting characters — Eliot being one of them
There is a famous painter: Monsieur Marc Joubert….
Two dogs….Madame Corbet, Uncle William, Mademoiselle Zizi….etc.
Rumer Godden wrote exquisitely…. she really captured the innocence of children and summer - and as the reader we get quite invested with their predicaments, mysteriousness, jealousies, and drama …. They were basically on their own a little frighten in a strange land….
I’ll leave a few excerpts to offer up some flavors….
“Stepping in dew, my head, in the sun, I walked into the orchard and, before I knew what I had done, reached up to touch a greengage. It came off, warm and smooth into my hand. I looked quickly round, but no one came, no voice, scolded, and, after a moment, I bit into the ripe golden flesh. Then I had another, and another, until, replete with fruit and ecstasy, I went back to my post”.
“In Southstone our family Circle had been five children along with Mother. Our important had receded only on Father’s rare visits; Uncle William and his friends were uninteresting as the dead to us and children’s doings, problems, ideas, and Jose had filled all our horizons. At Oeillets we were insignificant as grass under trees, under the light and shadow of grown-ups”.
“Good God! An orphanage!” (Eliot exclaims when he sees all the children)
“To wake up for the first time in a new place, can be like another birth. I think that to me, it was perhaps more startling than to most people, because, for as long as I could remember, I had waked each morning in the same bedroom in Belmont Road, with its wallpaper faded to a gray blue pattern; to the same white curtains and blue linoleum, the brown rug worn in places, so that the white show through the brown; to the same white and enameled iron beds, paisley eider-downs, and the pictures that were framed print from all supplements to the ‘Illustrated London News’. Uncle, William and Mother had had those pictures when they were children, but Joss had taken them down and put up a Chinese painting instead; she took that with her to Willmouse’s room, and I brought the prince back. Cecil is sentimental, said Joss”.
“On and off, all that hot French August, we made ourselves ill from eating the greengages. Joss and I felt guilty; we were still at the age when we thought being greedy was a childish fault, and this gave our guilt, a tinge of hopelessness, because, up to then, we had believed that, as we grew older, our faults would disappear, and none of them did. Hester of course was quite unabashed; Will—though he was called Willmouse then—Willmouse and Vicky were too small to reach but the lowest branches, but they found fruit fallen in the grass; we were all strictly for bidden to climb the trees”
Note……the inspiration for this story comes straight from Rumer Godden’s own childhood.
5 very strong stars.
February 21, 2023
I do love Rumer Godden, she tells a great story that transports you to wherever she sets you down. In this case, at the Hotel Ouilletts in France, where Cecil and her 4 siblings are stranded after their mother is hospitalized for weeks. She leaves them in charge of Eliott, the lover of the proprietoress, who does his best, although he is preoccupied with problems of his own. It turns out to be a summer of change for all of them. I fell in love with these kids, especially 8 year old Wilmouse, a budding couturier, but 5 year old Vicky was surprisingly knowing for her age, and a breath of fresh air. Hester was 10, but sharp as a tack, and honest to a fault. Joss was 16 and just discovering her budding sensuality. Our narrator is Cecil, 13, very observant even in her confusion, because she plans to be a writer, or maybe a nun. What starts out as a summer idyll, steeped in a fairy tale quality, turns into a dramedy of errors, in a series of events that gets more and more involved.
In a preface by the author, she explains that this was based on her own family on a holiday in France, with a few minor changes for the sake of plot. Fiction or not, it was a delightful read, and Godden remains high on my list of go-to authors.
In a preface by the author, she explains that this was based on her own family on a holiday in France, with a few minor changes for the sake of plot. Fiction or not, it was a delightful read, and Godden remains high on my list of go-to authors.
July 18, 2024
What a perfectly delightful book! My thanks to Sara, Megan and Diane Barnes whose rave reviews brought me to this book and author.
Imagine a hot August in France. Your mother has decided to take you there to see battlefields, so you could learn to be less selfish. But upon arrival, your mother is hospitalized with a serious infection and you and your 4 siblings are alone at the hotel. This story is semi- autobiographical as per the author’s note at the start of the book.
The five Grey children were such a pleasure, all unique and well captured by the author. Our narrator is Cecil, 13 years old. Her older sister, Joss, is 16 years old and an eye catching beauty. Hester is 10 and very observant. Then we have the Littles (as they are referred to)- Willmouse, 8 years old and Vicky, 5 years old. They all get involved in the goings on of the hotel. Eliot, the lone Englishman, has promised their mother that he will keep an eye on them.
This book had me chuckling at times- kids say the darnedest things, don’t they?
Summer in the Champagne country of the Marne is filled with mostly lazy days for the kids. There is an underlying mystery and when that comes to the light, the kids rise to the challenge.
“Children are everywhere, like insects. They can know anything.”
How right Inspector Cailleux is!
This is a coming of age story. As the kids become more involved with adults ,the ways of adults are opened up to them.
“I know now it is children who accept life; grown people cover it up and pretend it is different with drinks.”
We are currently going through a heat wave where I live. What perfect timing for this book. I love knowing that this is only the first of the many books by Rumer Godden that I will be reading!
Published: 1958
Imagine a hot August in France. Your mother has decided to take you there to see battlefields, so you could learn to be less selfish. But upon arrival, your mother is hospitalized with a serious infection and you and your 4 siblings are alone at the hotel. This story is semi- autobiographical as per the author’s note at the start of the book.
The five Grey children were such a pleasure, all unique and well captured by the author. Our narrator is Cecil, 13 years old. Her older sister, Joss, is 16 years old and an eye catching beauty. Hester is 10 and very observant. Then we have the Littles (as they are referred to)- Willmouse, 8 years old and Vicky, 5 years old. They all get involved in the goings on of the hotel. Eliot, the lone Englishman, has promised their mother that he will keep an eye on them.
This book had me chuckling at times- kids say the darnedest things, don’t they?
Summer in the Champagne country of the Marne is filled with mostly lazy days for the kids. There is an underlying mystery and when that comes to the light, the kids rise to the challenge.
“Children are everywhere, like insects. They can know anything.”
How right Inspector Cailleux is!
This is a coming of age story. As the kids become more involved with adults ,the ways of adults are opened up to them.
“I know now it is children who accept life; grown people cover it up and pretend it is different with drinks.”
We are currently going through a heat wave where I live. What perfect timing for this book. I love knowing that this is only the first of the many books by Rumer Godden that I will be reading!
Published: 1958
April 29, 2016
Full five stars without need to round up. This 13 year old's (Cecil is her name) tale of a summer spent at a hotel in France during the 1920's is magnificent.
It has succulent fruit, ripe and golden, and all of it is not in the orchard. It has depth of change, childhood leaving. It has stunning elegance in parts. Cecil's favorite new word (elegance). It has the reality of parental absence and the fears of the unknown. It has the entire ambiance of the Large over the Small. It has intrigue and disguise. It has raw and exotic competitions on multiple levels. It all floats in an ocean of attractive and over-riding trust. It's as equally filled with fear and mistrustful alienation.
All amidst the supreme prose of a master for this in two languages. It helps very much to understand and be able to read the French, as well as the English.
Our 5 Grey children, such completely individual and different members, still knot tightly.
There are events, there are occurrences. All the long days glorious and yet nuance of difference turns tides and jolly outings of freedom to other more mature levels in some instants. And until the last few pages, there are 40 or 50 guesses and just a few straight answers.
Little pitchers, big ears. Cecil will know.
Lovely, lovely and incredibly realistic and yet heart leaping tale for many of our own memories of the wild summer days of freedom near the ends of our childhoods.
This would make a Motion Picture of the Year. The only one with such visuals I could think of in comparison would be "A Room with a View" filmed in Florence and Positano, Italy. This one, the Marne, the Greengage Orchards, the flower fields, that couple at the top of the stairs -meeting them for the first time in their Formal Dining Ensemble.
Joss, our Cecil, Hester with her Brownie, Wilhouse, and Vicky going to see the Champagne tunnels with Eliot. How did I ever miss this glorious, glorious Rumer Godden? The one with a plot better than Hitchcock's.
Chronological glory and I was never so glad to see Uncle William in my life.
Best quality of read in spirit and in lyrical prose for the year and exactly what I needed for a gloomy spring. Highly, highly recommend.
It has succulent fruit, ripe and golden, and all of it is not in the orchard. It has depth of change, childhood leaving. It has stunning elegance in parts. Cecil's favorite new word (elegance). It has the reality of parental absence and the fears of the unknown. It has the entire ambiance of the Large over the Small. It has intrigue and disguise. It has raw and exotic competitions on multiple levels. It all floats in an ocean of attractive and over-riding trust. It's as equally filled with fear and mistrustful alienation.
All amidst the supreme prose of a master for this in two languages. It helps very much to understand and be able to read the French, as well as the English.
Our 5 Grey children, such completely individual and different members, still knot tightly.
There are events, there are occurrences. All the long days glorious and yet nuance of difference turns tides and jolly outings of freedom to other more mature levels in some instants. And until the last few pages, there are 40 or 50 guesses and just a few straight answers.
Little pitchers, big ears. Cecil will know.
Lovely, lovely and incredibly realistic and yet heart leaping tale for many of our own memories of the wild summer days of freedom near the ends of our childhoods.
This would make a Motion Picture of the Year. The only one with such visuals I could think of in comparison would be "A Room with a View" filmed in Florence and Positano, Italy. This one, the Marne, the Greengage Orchards, the flower fields, that couple at the top of the stairs -meeting them for the first time in their Formal Dining Ensemble.
Joss, our Cecil, Hester with her Brownie, Wilhouse, and Vicky going to see the Champagne tunnels with Eliot. How did I ever miss this glorious, glorious Rumer Godden? The one with a plot better than Hitchcock's.
Chronological glory and I was never so glad to see Uncle William in my life.
Best quality of read in spirit and in lyrical prose for the year and exactly what I needed for a gloomy spring. Highly, highly recommend.
January 7, 2023
One of my resolutions for this year is to start reading the unread books on my shelves before buying another!!! The Greengage Summer is part of a classics collection of beautifully designed Pan MacMillan books that I collect and I will admit I had never heard of this book or author.
What a pleasurable read this was!!! and perfect for this time of year, as I write this review, looking out on a grey, rainy rather bleak day. Instead, I transported to Les Oeillets, alongside Cecil, our narrator and her 4 siblings who take up residence in a faded but rather elegant hotel, whilst their mother recovers from an an unexpected illness. What follows, is a charming coming of age story of self discovery, love and deceit set over the course of the summer. The characterisation, of the five siblings and prose is particularly beautiful, which is something I always look for in a book, and I felt utterly absorbed in this family’s lives for two days. Great book to start 2023 with😊
What a pleasurable read this was!!! and perfect for this time of year, as I write this review, looking out on a grey, rainy rather bleak day. Instead, I transported to Les Oeillets, alongside Cecil, our narrator and her 4 siblings who take up residence in a faded but rather elegant hotel, whilst their mother recovers from an an unexpected illness. What follows, is a charming coming of age story of self discovery, love and deceit set over the course of the summer. The characterisation, of the five siblings and prose is particularly beautiful, which is something I always look for in a book, and I felt utterly absorbed in this family’s lives for two days. Great book to start 2023 with😊
March 19, 2020
“I wondered what it was like to be buried and not to be sitting in this pretty satin-papered dining room, eating the things the visitors ate, hors d’oeuvres and pâté, poulet a l’estragon, veal and steaks, salads and greengages, and I hoped I need never be dead.”
A wonderful story about growing up but, I think because of how it was told, transcending childhood to become a story we can all relate to.
An English mother takes her five children to France to visit a war cemetery in order to teach them a little appreciation. Staying in a hotel along the Marne river, they learn alright, but probably not what their mother intended. It includes detailed descriptions of their impressions of this new world, and the reader joins them in finding their way through it.
Through the eyes of Cecil, the second eldest, the reader sees the hotel with all its bizarre characters and unfamiliar customs. There is an abundance of French phrases, but Cecil translates most of them for us and for her siblings. How each of the children cope in their individual ways is fascinating.
“At Les Oeillets we had adopted certain places for our own, each one of us had chosen one or two. Willmouse had the bank under the cherry tree, of course, but he also owned the little salon; though he had never been in it, it was his. Hester liked the conservatory and a certain small bed of picotees because its warm close smell reminded her of the carnation Eliot had worn on our first night that now seemed ages ago. Vicky had the vine arbour, perhaps because it was near the kitchen, and she said she liked the bidets—‘they are like dear little baths for dolls,’ said Vicky. I loved the wilderness; it was poetical with its white statues and the white jasmine and, for some reason, I loved the staircase, which was why I so much resented the machine-gun holes.”
The tension mounts as a mystery unfolds. The children have a unique viewpoint, and in that way children relate to animals, Cecil relays how they are herded like cattle, everywhere like insects, and chased and cornered like rabbits.
This was the perfect read for me in these uncertain times. Deep and light at the same time. Lovely.
A wonderful story about growing up but, I think because of how it was told, transcending childhood to become a story we can all relate to.
An English mother takes her five children to France to visit a war cemetery in order to teach them a little appreciation. Staying in a hotel along the Marne river, they learn alright, but probably not what their mother intended. It includes detailed descriptions of their impressions of this new world, and the reader joins them in finding their way through it.
Through the eyes of Cecil, the second eldest, the reader sees the hotel with all its bizarre characters and unfamiliar customs. There is an abundance of French phrases, but Cecil translates most of them for us and for her siblings. How each of the children cope in their individual ways is fascinating.
“At Les Oeillets we had adopted certain places for our own, each one of us had chosen one or two. Willmouse had the bank under the cherry tree, of course, but he also owned the little salon; though he had never been in it, it was his. Hester liked the conservatory and a certain small bed of picotees because its warm close smell reminded her of the carnation Eliot had worn on our first night that now seemed ages ago. Vicky had the vine arbour, perhaps because it was near the kitchen, and she said she liked the bidets—‘they are like dear little baths for dolls,’ said Vicky. I loved the wilderness; it was poetical with its white statues and the white jasmine and, for some reason, I loved the staircase, which was why I so much resented the machine-gun holes.”
The tension mounts as a mystery unfolds. The children have a unique viewpoint, and in that way children relate to animals, Cecil relays how they are herded like cattle, everywhere like insects, and chased and cornered like rabbits.
This was the perfect read for me in these uncertain times. Deep and light at the same time. Lovely.
July 2, 2012
Greengages, or reines-claudes.
This must have been lurking on the back shelf in the spare bedroom for years, ever since I bought it on a bookseller's recommendation as a way of weaning a teen off Jacqueline Wilson and onto something slightly more grown-up. As one of those serendipitous side-effects of a bit of general tidying (tidying bookshelves, yay!), it came with me for my morning coffee and I just read it straight through in one sitting. A bittersweet evocation of August days in the Champagne district, it is set just after WW1, when the narrator was thirteen. She and her three sisters and a brother are taken abroad for the first time in their lives, mother disappears into the local hospital with septicaemia following a horsefly bite, older sis laid low by The Curse, and the four other children are vaguely 'looked after' by various members of staff or guests of the hotel on the banks of the Marne. A real mystery knits itself up, with more than one type of border crossed, innocence lost, and the swither between child and adult that is thirteen.
With penicillin and paracetamol, nowadays there would have to be some other way of removing the responsible adults. But remove them one must.
April 13, 2022
This 1958 novel is not the classic some reviewers seem to think it is in my opinion.
The premise of a young English family with five children aged 7-16 staying in a hotel outside of Paris for a summer, by adults not known to them, after their mother is bitten by a housefly and ends up in hospital, is interesting as a coming of age novel. The narrator is 13 year old Cecil, who happens to be a girl.
But the narrative never flows, the story is often convoluted and the dialogue is peppered with French that is rarely translated. There are some interesting bits, especially towards the end of the book with theft and murder, but overall I found the entire book a disappointing slog with a few high points.
2.5
The premise of a young English family with five children aged 7-16 staying in a hotel outside of Paris for a summer, by adults not known to them, after their mother is bitten by a housefly and ends up in hospital, is interesting as a coming of age novel. The narrator is 13 year old Cecil, who happens to be a girl.
But the narrative never flows, the story is often convoluted and the dialogue is peppered with French that is rarely translated. There are some interesting bits, especially towards the end of the book with theft and murder, but overall I found the entire book a disappointing slog with a few high points.
2.5
September 11, 2015
The Greengage Summer is a coming-of-age novel based on a real summer in Rumer Godden’s life. Reading it was like traveling back to 1920s France and a time when childhood was slower and summer days were longer because there just wasn’t so much to do. Cecil, the second oldest Grey daughter, as the narrator was delightful. This was Rumer as a child and it was during this memorable trip to France she learned some things which would stay with her forever.
The five English children—Joss, Cecil, Hester, Willmouse (the only boy) and Vicky—were left stranded in a French hotel when their mother was bitten on the leg and the wound turned septicemic. Mrs. Grey was confined to hospital and the children were at the mercy of an unusual assortment of French-speaking hotel staff. Of the children, Cecil, spoke the most French and served as translator for the group.
There was one Englishman, Elliott, in the hotel but his identity, relationship to the proprietor, occupation and strange behavior raised more questions than they gave the children reasons to trust him and yet despite everything the Greys found themselves very much predisposed to Elliott.
I have yet to read anything by Rumer Godden which is less than 4 stars. Her writing is consistently first rate. The Greengage Summer is no exception. Charming. Bittersweet. Unforgettable. And best of all, it is based on an actual experience. In the intro to the Folio edition of the book, the actress, Jane Asher, who played Cecil/Hester in the movie, describes her adventures on set—an added bonus.
Most highly recommended.
The five English children—Joss, Cecil, Hester, Willmouse (the only boy) and Vicky—were left stranded in a French hotel when their mother was bitten on the leg and the wound turned septicemic. Mrs. Grey was confined to hospital and the children were at the mercy of an unusual assortment of French-speaking hotel staff. Of the children, Cecil, spoke the most French and served as translator for the group.
There was one Englishman, Elliott, in the hotel but his identity, relationship to the proprietor, occupation and strange behavior raised more questions than they gave the children reasons to trust him and yet despite everything the Greys found themselves very much predisposed to Elliott.
I have yet to read anything by Rumer Godden which is less than 4 stars. Her writing is consistently first rate. The Greengage Summer is no exception. Charming. Bittersweet. Unforgettable. And best of all, it is based on an actual experience. In the intro to the Folio edition of the book, the actress, Jane Asher, who played Cecil/Hester in the movie, describes her adventures on set—an added bonus.
Most highly recommended.
July 16, 2017
I know I first read The Greengage Summer as a girl, and was mostly puzzled then at how different it was from Godden's children's books - how unsettled and lacking in resolution. Reading it again as an adult, it was absolutely glorious, redolent of summer, and smarting with the realization of ambiguity that is so important to the best coming-of-age novels.
March 14, 2025
To wake for the first time in a new place can be like another birth.
This is a lovely coming of age story in which our young British protagonists learn some valuable lessons over a summer spent in the Champagne region of France about new experiences, love, and deception. This story started out light and jovial with a mother wanting her unappreciative children to learn a lesson by visiting the French battlefields. We find out that things may not be quite as they seem even in such a luxurious and charming setting.
13-year-old Cecil narrates this extraordinary summer in France. She is the second oldest, 16-year-old Joss being the oldest. In their dull village in England, their family is viewed as a bit eccentric as they live with their uncle because their botanist father is always gone on expeditions. Once in France, mother is hospitalized for the duration, and they quickly figure out just how strange it is to live in a new country but to be abandoned without a proper chaperone on top of that makes their stay even more fearful and anxious and quite possible even freeing. When a strange Englishman named Eliot becomes their temporary guardian, readers begin to wonder if this was such a good idea. Also in the mix are the neurotic and jealous Frenchwoman, Mademoiselle Zizi and the hotel manager, Mademoiselle Coubert who dislikes having the children around. Problematic to everything else, Joss is on the edge of womanhood, and this complicates matters as she is rather beautiful. We begin to wonder whether the adults or the children are causing the complications.
When one came to know them it was surprising how childish grown people could be.
Godden has written an exquisite story of coming of age with a bit of a mystery and suspicious goings on. This is a perfect read for anyone who desires to be swept up to a different place who also enjoys a healthy character development in the midst of some intrigue. I can't wait for my next Godden story!
On and off, all that hot French August, we made ourselves ill from eating the greengages. Joss and I felt guilty; we were still at the age when we thought being greedy was a childish fault and this gave our guilt a tinge of hopelessness because, up to then, we had believed that as we grew older our faults would disappear, and none of them did.
This is a lovely coming of age story in which our young British protagonists learn some valuable lessons over a summer spent in the Champagne region of France about new experiences, love, and deception. This story started out light and jovial with a mother wanting her unappreciative children to learn a lesson by visiting the French battlefields. We find out that things may not be quite as they seem even in such a luxurious and charming setting.
13-year-old Cecil narrates this extraordinary summer in France. She is the second oldest, 16-year-old Joss being the oldest. In their dull village in England, their family is viewed as a bit eccentric as they live with their uncle because their botanist father is always gone on expeditions. Once in France, mother is hospitalized for the duration, and they quickly figure out just how strange it is to live in a new country but to be abandoned without a proper chaperone on top of that makes their stay even more fearful and anxious and quite possible even freeing. When a strange Englishman named Eliot becomes their temporary guardian, readers begin to wonder if this was such a good idea. Also in the mix are the neurotic and jealous Frenchwoman, Mademoiselle Zizi and the hotel manager, Mademoiselle Coubert who dislikes having the children around. Problematic to everything else, Joss is on the edge of womanhood, and this complicates matters as she is rather beautiful. We begin to wonder whether the adults or the children are causing the complications.
When one came to know them it was surprising how childish grown people could be.
Godden has written an exquisite story of coming of age with a bit of a mystery and suspicious goings on. This is a perfect read for anyone who desires to be swept up to a different place who also enjoys a healthy character development in the midst of some intrigue. I can't wait for my next Godden story!
On and off, all that hot French August, we made ourselves ill from eating the greengages. Joss and I felt guilty; we were still at the age when we thought being greedy was a childish fault and this gave our guilt a tinge of hopelessness because, up to then, we had believed that as we grew older our faults would disappear, and none of them did.
January 22, 2016
'On and off , all that hot French August, we made ourselves ill from eating the Greengages.....
A wonderful coming of age novel .
Love and deceit in the Champagne country of the Marne.
I found this charming with atmosphere of a hot summer where the Grey children stay in Les Oeillets while their mother recovers in hospital.
No one is quite what they seem and what happens in this tale of young innocence?
Beautifully written.
A wonderful coming of age novel .
Love and deceit in the Champagne country of the Marne.
I found this charming with atmosphere of a hot summer where the Grey children stay in Les Oeillets while their mother recovers in hospital.
No one is quite what they seem and what happens in this tale of young innocence?
Beautifully written.
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February 27, 2024I lost interest - again it might have charmed - twenty or more years ago - I just can't enter the required level of 'suspension of belief'.
Age and life experience really seems to determine where your interests lie - I'm looking for subtlety and sophistication and I expect to hear or feel something new. That's the deal isn't it - the more you read, the more you expect.
Age and life experience really seems to determine where your interests lie - I'm looking for subtlety and sophistication and I expect to hear or feel something new. That's the deal isn't it - the more you read, the more you expect.
July 6, 2023
This is an interesting story of a mother taking her five children from England to France for a visit and on the first day she gets sick and is in the hospital for -- maybe two months? And who is minding the children you might ask -- the hotel management. Well, since the children are basically ages six to sixteen, they kind of mind themselves. But they don't have any regular adult supervision.
However, the hotel "manageress" has a boyfriend, Eliot, who takes a liking to the kids and takes them for outings and buys them candy and treats. But a mystery surrounding Eliot comes about and no one has seen anything, except.... yes, the children.
Rumer Godden is such a good author. Her writing makes you feel that you are "there" in the story. I plan to read more of her books!
However, the hotel "manageress" has a boyfriend, Eliot, who takes a liking to the kids and takes them for outings and buys them candy and treats. But a mystery surrounding Eliot comes about and no one has seen anything, except.... yes, the children.
Rumer Godden is such a good author. Her writing makes you feel that you are "there" in the story. I plan to read more of her books!
March 30, 2017
A lyrical, atmospheric family story, with a surprising amount of suspense and some great plot twists at the end. I wonder if Rumer Godden wrote for the stage; The Greengage Summer is perfectly structured in three acts with all the plot points in just the right places. I would love to see this in the hands of a modern director with a really good ensemble cast and a fine cinematographer. Meanwhile, the book is absolutely wonderful. I’ll tell you about Act 1, but leave you properly in suspense about Acts 2 and 3.
In the first pages, Joss, the oldest girl, and her sister Cecil, the book’s narrator, are reminiscing with their Uncle William about that fateful summer. Cecil recalls the green-gold days at the inn on the Marne, and the orchard ripe with fruit. “On and off, all that hot French August, we made ourselves ill from eating the greengages.”
“Will—though he was called Willmouse then—Willmouse and Vicky were too small to reach any but the lowest branches, but they found fruit fallen in the grass….”
The story opens with the five children stranded in France with their mother, who has been taken severely ill with septicemia. They manage, quite heroically, to get themselves and their mother to the inn where they have reservations. It is very late at night and they are very much the worse for their journey—grubby, wearing school uniforms that make them look like orphans, terribly hungry and desperate. A chaotic scene ensues as the hotel’s proprietors at first refuse to let the family stay. Part of the conversation is in French, only partially translated, and that adds to the extraordinarily vivid sense of panicked dislocation as the children try to remember their school lessons and argue their case in broken but indignant sentences.
They are rescued by an enigmatic Englishman, apparently another guest at the Inn, but one who seems on extraordinarily intimate terms with the proprietors. Who is this Englishman? We get a hint that all is not quite on the level when Eliot says the children will "give him a reason for being there." The children are "camouflage" for the mysterious but attractive Mr. Eliot—but why?
The children’s mother is packed off to a hospital, which must be good since it serves wine with luncheon, and the children are on their own, running free in the town by the river and in the splendid orchards.
They also amuse themselves by watching, with quick, observant eyes, the adult dramas unfolding around them. “If Mademoiselle Zizi had known that gallery of hard young eyes was watching her I wonder if she would have been different. From morning to night at Les Oeillets we sat in judgment on her, and the judgments were severe. ‘Well, none of it is true,’ said Hester.”
The time is the 1920s, some years after the end of World War I. Who did what in the war, who collaborated, or hid secrets, or profited from others’ misery are still topics of gossip and shame. There are too many women alone and there is too little money—but on the Marne there are also visitors, pilgrims really, who come from all over the world to see the battlefields and find graves of lost ones. Les Oeillets caters to these battlefield visitors and the owner, Mademoiselle Zizi, and the manager, Madame Corbet, make the most of the gruesome relics—the bullet holes on the staircase and a bloodstain in one of the guest rooms, carefully renewed with pan drippings at regular intervals.
I thought that no one could do children better than Elizabeth Goudge, but now I’ll have to add Rumer Godden as another author who can create sympathetic and utterly believable children and young people; each of the five English children has a distinctive voice and personality and we see the world and its ‘grown-up’ inhabitants through their perceptive eyes and quick ears.
Joss Grey is 16 and sidelined for most of Act 1 with severe headaches and nausea. Cecil, at 13, has always been a bit jealous of her beautiful sister but she has her own special gifts and takes charge with a good deal of courage and competence. Hester, 10 years old, accompanies Cecil on many of their great adventures, while Willmouse, age 7 designs dresses for his dolls and Vicky, age 4, follows the head chef everywhere and charms him so thoroughly that she grows quite fat from all the tidbits.
Paul, the scruffy kitchen boy, befriends the children and slips them fresh rolls for their picnic lunch instead of the stale ones ordered by Madame. Madame, it seems, hates the children. Not even Vicky escapes her dislike. Paul sorts it out for them in chapter 6: “It was sinister, but exciting.”
Eliot can be charming, taking them to visit their mother at the hospital, treating them to lunch in the village, but then turning cold and distant—or disappearing to Paris for long stretches of time. “Eliot est un vrai mystère,” says Paul, and the children can only agree. With agreeable mysteries, the pleasure of the French table and adventures in an ancient town in the Champagne region—all described in loving detail—life is a complete delight and it seems that time itself is suspended.
Then, some nine days after their arrival, Joss recovers and it was “as if those days of sickness and shock had made her clean and delicate, she looked pale and…pure, I thought, as a snowflake or a white blossom…” I’ll say no more, except to add that Joss is the catalyst for the events of Act 2, and that all of the children become key movers of events in the climactic Third Act.
Four and a half stars, with a half star off for all the French--I quite enjoyed it and I think even those who don't speak any French would be able to follow the plot, but it might be off-putting for some.
Content: PG warning for sexual situations (all discussed only in veiled terms and everything is behind closed doors) and some coarse language (but in French and not translated.)
In the first pages, Joss, the oldest girl, and her sister Cecil, the book’s narrator, are reminiscing with their Uncle William about that fateful summer. Cecil recalls the green-gold days at the inn on the Marne, and the orchard ripe with fruit. “On and off, all that hot French August, we made ourselves ill from eating the greengages.”
“Will—though he was called Willmouse then—Willmouse and Vicky were too small to reach any but the lowest branches, but they found fruit fallen in the grass….”
The story opens with the five children stranded in France with their mother, who has been taken severely ill with septicemia. They manage, quite heroically, to get themselves and their mother to the inn where they have reservations. It is very late at night and they are very much the worse for their journey—grubby, wearing school uniforms that make them look like orphans, terribly hungry and desperate. A chaotic scene ensues as the hotel’s proprietors at first refuse to let the family stay. Part of the conversation is in French, only partially translated, and that adds to the extraordinarily vivid sense of panicked dislocation as the children try to remember their school lessons and argue their case in broken but indignant sentences.
They are rescued by an enigmatic Englishman, apparently another guest at the Inn, but one who seems on extraordinarily intimate terms with the proprietors. Who is this Englishman? We get a hint that all is not quite on the level when Eliot says the children will "give him a reason for being there." The children are "camouflage" for the mysterious but attractive Mr. Eliot—but why?
The children’s mother is packed off to a hospital, which must be good since it serves wine with luncheon, and the children are on their own, running free in the town by the river and in the splendid orchards.
They also amuse themselves by watching, with quick, observant eyes, the adult dramas unfolding around them. “If Mademoiselle Zizi had known that gallery of hard young eyes was watching her I wonder if she would have been different. From morning to night at Les Oeillets we sat in judgment on her, and the judgments were severe. ‘Well, none of it is true,’ said Hester.”
The time is the 1920s, some years after the end of World War I. Who did what in the war, who collaborated, or hid secrets, or profited from others’ misery are still topics of gossip and shame. There are too many women alone and there is too little money—but on the Marne there are also visitors, pilgrims really, who come from all over the world to see the battlefields and find graves of lost ones. Les Oeillets caters to these battlefield visitors and the owner, Mademoiselle Zizi, and the manager, Madame Corbet, make the most of the gruesome relics—the bullet holes on the staircase and a bloodstain in one of the guest rooms, carefully renewed with pan drippings at regular intervals.
I thought that no one could do children better than Elizabeth Goudge, but now I’ll have to add Rumer Godden as another author who can create sympathetic and utterly believable children and young people; each of the five English children has a distinctive voice and personality and we see the world and its ‘grown-up’ inhabitants through their perceptive eyes and quick ears.
Joss Grey is 16 and sidelined for most of Act 1 with severe headaches and nausea. Cecil, at 13, has always been a bit jealous of her beautiful sister but she has her own special gifts and takes charge with a good deal of courage and competence. Hester, 10 years old, accompanies Cecil on many of their great adventures, while Willmouse, age 7 designs dresses for his dolls and Vicky, age 4, follows the head chef everywhere and charms him so thoroughly that she grows quite fat from all the tidbits.
Paul, the scruffy kitchen boy, befriends the children and slips them fresh rolls for their picnic lunch instead of the stale ones ordered by Madame. Madame, it seems, hates the children. Not even Vicky escapes her dislike. Paul sorts it out for them in chapter 6: “It was sinister, but exciting.”
Eliot can be charming, taking them to visit their mother at the hospital, treating them to lunch in the village, but then turning cold and distant—or disappearing to Paris for long stretches of time. “Eliot est un vrai mystère,” says Paul, and the children can only agree. With agreeable mysteries, the pleasure of the French table and adventures in an ancient town in the Champagne region—all described in loving detail—life is a complete delight and it seems that time itself is suspended.
Then, some nine days after their arrival, Joss recovers and it was “as if those days of sickness and shock had made her clean and delicate, she looked pale and…pure, I thought, as a snowflake or a white blossom…” I’ll say no more, except to add that Joss is the catalyst for the events of Act 2, and that all of the children become key movers of events in the climactic Third Act.
Four and a half stars, with a half star off for all the French--I quite enjoyed it and I think even those who don't speak any French would be able to follow the plot, but it might be off-putting for some.
Content: PG warning for sexual situations (all discussed only in veiled terms and everything is behind closed doors) and some coarse language (but in French and not translated.)
June 19, 2021
Beautifully written summer story by Rumer Godden, a genuinely great writer. A group of children find themselves alone in a hotel in the French countryside for a summer.
February 20, 2025
Not what I had expected, but pretty great.
June 6, 2024
I feel so much joy when I find a perfect coming of age book that is quite interesting, entertaining and at the same time deep!
I had this on my radar for a long time, it’s good I remembered this when I was craving summer books. I am not disappointed at all.
I read Rodden’s children fiction, and liked a lot. I was reluctant to start this considering some authors, when excellent in one genre, lack something in other genres. This was the case with Judy Bloom. I love lover her children books, but her every coming of age or YA was 2 stars for me.
I’ve been to France for about 4 times, but my experience was nothing compared to the one these children had. This was a perfect french summer holiday (considering). I would love to go back in history, during that time period, have this french vacation in the small french town, be part of it.
This book had its magic, and I am glad I managed to be bewitched by that french summery spell.
PS my edition had a forward by the author telling about what really happened, as this was partial memoir, and it was interesting to see how a real life transforms into a fiction.
I had this on my radar for a long time, it’s good I remembered this when I was craving summer books. I am not disappointed at all.
I read Rodden’s children fiction, and liked a lot. I was reluctant to start this considering some authors, when excellent in one genre, lack something in other genres. This was the case with Judy Bloom. I love lover her children books, but her every coming of age or YA was 2 stars for me.
I’ve been to France for about 4 times, but my experience was nothing compared to the one these children had. This was a perfect french summer holiday (considering). I would love to go back in history, during that time period, have this french vacation in the small french town, be part of it.
This book had its magic, and I am glad I managed to be bewitched by that french summery spell.
PS my edition had a forward by the author telling about what really happened, as this was partial memoir, and it was interesting to see how a real life transforms into a fiction.
May 15, 2024
This is a story that works on so many levels: a true coming-of-age story, a mystery, a languid sojourn into summer, an enchanting view of the French countryside. And an extended metaphor of ripening, all the while hinting at the decay that so often follows ripening: the knowledge that gaining adulthood entails the loss of innocence.
”Children are everywhere, like insects. They can know anything.”
But how will that knowledge affect them? How will it change their lives? One thing is certain: they can never go back to being as they were. All of which renders telling the story from the point of view of thirteen-year-old Cecil especially effective. She finds herself growing up very quickly indeed. Therein lies the true drama of the story, making what might otherwise have been an at-arms-length couple of criminal events seem suddenly very personal, immediate and compelling.
I chose this seemingly innocuous little novel based on my familiarity with Rumer Godden’s works; I sought a relatively light, lyrical entertainment, filled with social insight and personal charm; with the narrator being almost a child, I felt safe going in. Nothing very disturbing will happen here. But with Godden, there’s always something more going on below the surface, some elemental truth to be explored.
One might quibble that the entire set-up is contrived: the unlikelihood of such a man as Eliot behaving as he does; the stranding of five children abroad while their mother is conveniently kept out of the way — but never mind; some suspension of disbelief is always necessary for such a story to work, and in this case, it’s well worth the investment.
Rumer Godden is one of the few writers I know who seem able to penetrate the minds of children. Her books have become difficult to find nowadays, they seem to have gone out of style. My copy, obtained after a search of numerous used book sellers, has obviously passed through many hands and is, sadly, falling apart; so I will not be able to pass it on to another reader.
Too bad. It’s very good stuff.
”Children are everywhere, like insects. They can know anything.”
But how will that knowledge affect them? How will it change their lives? One thing is certain: they can never go back to being as they were. All of which renders telling the story from the point of view of thirteen-year-old Cecil especially effective. She finds herself growing up very quickly indeed. Therein lies the true drama of the story, making what might otherwise have been an at-arms-length couple of criminal events seem suddenly very personal, immediate and compelling.
I chose this seemingly innocuous little novel based on my familiarity with Rumer Godden’s works; I sought a relatively light, lyrical entertainment, filled with social insight and personal charm; with the narrator being almost a child, I felt safe going in. Nothing very disturbing will happen here. But with Godden, there’s always something more going on below the surface, some elemental truth to be explored.
One might quibble that the entire set-up is contrived: the unlikelihood of such a man as Eliot behaving as he does; the stranding of five children abroad while their mother is conveniently kept out of the way — but never mind; some suspension of disbelief is always necessary for such a story to work, and in this case, it’s well worth the investment.
Rumer Godden is one of the few writers I know who seem able to penetrate the minds of children. Her books have become difficult to find nowadays, they seem to have gone out of style. My copy, obtained after a search of numerous used book sellers, has obviously passed through many hands and is, sadly, falling apart; so I will not be able to pass it on to another reader.
Too bad. It’s very good stuff.
November 18, 2024
What happens when your mother takes you [the narrator] and your four siblings to France to learn humility by touring battlefields – but then is hospitalized leaving you and your siblings on your own in a French hotel? The short answer is many things – such as men (including the love object of the female owner of the hotel) starting to look at your beautiful older sister; your younger brother discovering some mysterious happenings; strange behavior on the part of the Englishman who has been “assigned” to take care of you; constant dissatisfaction with you and your siblings from the hotel management; and not understanding a great deal of what is being said because you are very English and your French is not fluent. Rummer Godden’s writing is lovely, and the story is very well told. I loved the “one place” setting in the French hotel. But what I enjoyed most was the extremely skillful way in which the author created the character of each of the children. The reader sees each child with his or her own, full personality and behavior that is extremely accurate for their age. The oldest girl, at 16, deals with becoming a woman and the attention of men. The narrator, at 13, observes everything and feels the weight of all the events on her shoulders. The next youngest daughter becomes a conspirator with the narrator, while the youngest daughter spends a lot of time in the hotel kitchen sampling treats. The boy (8) was one of the best drawn characters – he beats to his own drum and misses nothing. This novel was a short, beautiful view of siblings in a challenging situation.
August 2, 2022
"Immer wieder, während des ganzen heißen Augusts in Frankreich, überaßen wir uns an den Mirabellen." - Rumer Godden, "Unser Sommer im Mirabellengarten"
Cecil und ihre vier Geschwister reisen mit ihrer Mutter in die Champagne, in ein in die Jahre gekommenes Hotel. Alles könnte perfekt sein - das Hotel ist herrschaftlich, der Garten verwunschen, die Temperaturen hochsommerlich warm - doch schon auf der Hinfahrt erkrankt die Mutter schwer und die fünf Kinder sind im Hotel auf sich allein gestellt. Sie verbringen dort magische wie seltsame Tage - und nicht alle sind, wer sie vorgeben zu sein...
"Unser Sommer im Mirabellengarten" von Rumer Godden erschien bereits 1958 und wurde 2021 im Kampa Verlag in der Übersetzung von Elisabeth Pohr in dieser wunderschönen Ausgabe neu herausgegeben. Das Buch ist ein typisch unterhaltsamer Klassiker, sehr dramatisch, sehr detailreich und - was mir sehr gut gefallen hat - sehr sommerlich. Die Autorin fängt die Hitze und den französischen Sommer in diesem alten, prächtigen Hotel mit seinem bezaubernden Garten wunderbar ein, was den Roman zu einer perfekten Sommerlektüre macht.
Der Roman benötigt einige Zeit, um Fahrt aufzunehmen, er ist auch nicht auf jeder Seite spannend und verliert sich an einigen Stellen etwas in der Geschichte, was mich beim Lesen manchmal ein bisschen ermüdet hat. Auch arbeitet die Autorin für meinen Geschmack mit ein paar Stereotypen zu viel. Gegen Ende entwickelt sich das Buch aber fast zu einem Kriminalroman und lässt die Lesenden dann doch regelrecht durch die Seiten fliegen.
"Unser Sommer im Mirabellengarten" ist ein einfach zu lesender Klassiker, perfekt für warme Sommertage mit Protagonist*innen, die viele Eigenheiten aufweisen und deshalb umso liebenswerter sind. Nicht unbedingt ein Pageturner, aber durchaus für eine kleine Zerstreuung gut!
Hinweis: In der Übersetzung wird das Z- und I-Wort verwendet.
Cecil und ihre vier Geschwister reisen mit ihrer Mutter in die Champagne, in ein in die Jahre gekommenes Hotel. Alles könnte perfekt sein - das Hotel ist herrschaftlich, der Garten verwunschen, die Temperaturen hochsommerlich warm - doch schon auf der Hinfahrt erkrankt die Mutter schwer und die fünf Kinder sind im Hotel auf sich allein gestellt. Sie verbringen dort magische wie seltsame Tage - und nicht alle sind, wer sie vorgeben zu sein...
"Unser Sommer im Mirabellengarten" von Rumer Godden erschien bereits 1958 und wurde 2021 im Kampa Verlag in der Übersetzung von Elisabeth Pohr in dieser wunderschönen Ausgabe neu herausgegeben. Das Buch ist ein typisch unterhaltsamer Klassiker, sehr dramatisch, sehr detailreich und - was mir sehr gut gefallen hat - sehr sommerlich. Die Autorin fängt die Hitze und den französischen Sommer in diesem alten, prächtigen Hotel mit seinem bezaubernden Garten wunderbar ein, was den Roman zu einer perfekten Sommerlektüre macht.
Der Roman benötigt einige Zeit, um Fahrt aufzunehmen, er ist auch nicht auf jeder Seite spannend und verliert sich an einigen Stellen etwas in der Geschichte, was mich beim Lesen manchmal ein bisschen ermüdet hat. Auch arbeitet die Autorin für meinen Geschmack mit ein paar Stereotypen zu viel. Gegen Ende entwickelt sich das Buch aber fast zu einem Kriminalroman und lässt die Lesenden dann doch regelrecht durch die Seiten fliegen.
"Unser Sommer im Mirabellengarten" ist ein einfach zu lesender Klassiker, perfekt für warme Sommertage mit Protagonist*innen, die viele Eigenheiten aufweisen und deshalb umso liebenswerter sind. Nicht unbedingt ein Pageturner, aber durchaus für eine kleine Zerstreuung gut!
Hinweis: In der Übersetzung wird das Z- und I-Wort verwendet.
September 20, 2019
Beautifully evocative of this French hotel and countryside along the river Marne, where the five Grey children are left when their mother is taken ill and lies in a nearby hospital. I was expecting a sweet innocent coming of age story but this was not totally the case. Very different, very unique.
February 6, 2011
Inspired by my re-reading of a childhood favourite, Rumer Godden’s ‘An Episode of Sparrows,’ I decided to read what is probably Godden’s best-known book, ‘The Greengage Summer.’ I figured that anything by Godden would be worth the investment, and as 'The Greengage Summer’ had been made into a film (starring a young Susannah York), I didn’t think I’d be disappointed. I wasn’t mistaken; ‘The Greengage Summer’ is an engaging read on various levels.
For me the most pleasurable aspect is Godden’s ability to perfectly conjure up what it feels like to be an English child from a drab British neighbourhood with its stodgy, lacklustre food to visit rural France. Cecil’s (the first-person child narrator’s) articulate impressions of their country hotel, the nearby greengage orchard, lavender beds, a meandering river, crisp baguettes, the fizz of champagne, etc. are full of wonder and sensuality that any kid might feel on their first experience of French landscape and culture. As Godden writes — in Cecil’s voice — early on in the book: “To wake for the first time in a new place can be like another birth.”
The reader senses a maturing journey ahead for Cecil and her four siblings, left alone by their sick mother, who has to be hospitalized in a nearby town as soon as they arrive at the idiosyncratic Les Oeillets, their country house hotel. (I wondered why Godden chose a difficult name to pronounce, even for a fairly competent French speaker. But I suppose it’s meaning — the eyelets — is vaguely appropriate. Perhaps there's a colloquial translation of which I'm not aware.)
As with ‘Episode of Sparrows,’ I was amazed and impressed by the adult issues that Godden was able to inject into this book without thrusting them — in an overly politically-correct fashion — in the reader’s face. Two main characters are obviously tempestuous lovers, although not married. Which might seem innocuous now, but ‘The Greengage Summer’ was published in 1958 when sex outside of marriage was still frowned on. The only boy of the five kids, Willmouse, designs clothes for his two dolls, Miss Dawn and Dolores. No gender stereotypes for Rumer Godden! Although she veers close to stereotypical characters when it comes to the French, but she ensures that every person is a distinct individual and each a genuine portrayal.
‘The Greengage Summer’ contains a credible cops-and-robbers plot involving bank robbery, but the book derives its real tension most effectively from a growing realization by the two older daughters (Cecil and Joss) of the power of Joss’s newfound sexual attraction — she becomes the centre of attention for most of the men in the book from a lowly kitchen boy to an elderly painter. Joss’s recent maturity is made obvious by the attentions of a louche and seemingly selfish Englishman, Eliot, who is one of the aforementioned lovers. His partner is the temperamental and jealous Mademoiselle Gigi, part owner of the hotel. Eliot cannot disguise his infatuation with Joss, with resulting disastrous histrionics from Mlle. Gigi.
To read 'The Greengage Summer’ is like spending a sunny Summer weekend in a beautiful French country hotel, with delicious food and drink, in the company of characters with faults, foibles and charms that make for most entertaining company.
For me the most pleasurable aspect is Godden’s ability to perfectly conjure up what it feels like to be an English child from a drab British neighbourhood with its stodgy, lacklustre food to visit rural France. Cecil’s (the first-person child narrator’s) articulate impressions of their country hotel, the nearby greengage orchard, lavender beds, a meandering river, crisp baguettes, the fizz of champagne, etc. are full of wonder and sensuality that any kid might feel on their first experience of French landscape and culture. As Godden writes — in Cecil’s voice — early on in the book: “To wake for the first time in a new place can be like another birth.”
The reader senses a maturing journey ahead for Cecil and her four siblings, left alone by their sick mother, who has to be hospitalized in a nearby town as soon as they arrive at the idiosyncratic Les Oeillets, their country house hotel. (I wondered why Godden chose a difficult name to pronounce, even for a fairly competent French speaker. But I suppose it’s meaning — the eyelets — is vaguely appropriate. Perhaps there's a colloquial translation of which I'm not aware.)
As with ‘Episode of Sparrows,’ I was amazed and impressed by the adult issues that Godden was able to inject into this book without thrusting them — in an overly politically-correct fashion — in the reader’s face. Two main characters are obviously tempestuous lovers, although not married. Which might seem innocuous now, but ‘The Greengage Summer’ was published in 1958 when sex outside of marriage was still frowned on. The only boy of the five kids, Willmouse, designs clothes for his two dolls, Miss Dawn and Dolores. No gender stereotypes for Rumer Godden! Although she veers close to stereotypical characters when it comes to the French, but she ensures that every person is a distinct individual and each a genuine portrayal.
‘The Greengage Summer’ contains a credible cops-and-robbers plot involving bank robbery, but the book derives its real tension most effectively from a growing realization by the two older daughters (Cecil and Joss) of the power of Joss’s newfound sexual attraction — she becomes the centre of attention for most of the men in the book from a lowly kitchen boy to an elderly painter. Joss’s recent maturity is made obvious by the attentions of a louche and seemingly selfish Englishman, Eliot, who is one of the aforementioned lovers. His partner is the temperamental and jealous Mademoiselle Gigi, part owner of the hotel. Eliot cannot disguise his infatuation with Joss, with resulting disastrous histrionics from Mlle. Gigi.
To read 'The Greengage Summer’ is like spending a sunny Summer weekend in a beautiful French country hotel, with delicious food and drink, in the company of characters with faults, foibles and charms that make for most entertaining company.
April 22, 2021
Oh, where to begin? This is a charming, gentle and heart-warming book – on the face of it. In fact it is a deep, wonderful, thought provoking, emotional rollercoaster of a book that will suck you in, stroke your fur, feed you strawberries (and greengages) and Champagne, warm you like the sun, and then slap you round the face and make you cry; then start all over again.
The Greengage Summer is a coming-of-age story set in 1923, about four children whisked off to France by their mother, against their will, to see the battlefields of the Great War, which she hopes will make them stop being selfish introverts and make them appreciate the sacrifices of others. They can think of no more boring way to spend their summer holidays but, when mother becomes ill, they are largely left to their own devices. They build relationships of different kinds with the hotel staff and local people, and begin to see what life is really about – and some of it is ugly.
The story is narrated by Cecil (actually Cecilia) and the writing is gorgeous; it really is as though a thirteen-year-old girl wrote it, in terms of her thoughts and emotions, anyway, although the words are more sophisticated than that. Her descriptions of places, events and emotions feel genuine and heartfelt, and very powerful. The characters are well described and feel like real people, and I am sure this is down not only to the cleverness and skill of the author in remembering what it was like to be a teenager but also because much of what happens really happened to her and her family.
I won’t say more. Read the book, it’s brilliant, and I can see why it has never been out of print since it was published in 1958. I have the Folio Society version which is beautifully illustrated. If you read that one, you can read the short Foreword written by the author’s daughter, but don’t read the Introduction by Jane Asher or the author’s Preface until after you have read the book, or it will spoil it for you. I loved this book and would give it six stars if I could.
The Greengage Summer is a coming-of-age story set in 1923, about four children whisked off to France by their mother, against their will, to see the battlefields of the Great War, which she hopes will make them stop being selfish introverts and make them appreciate the sacrifices of others. They can think of no more boring way to spend their summer holidays but, when mother becomes ill, they are largely left to their own devices. They build relationships of different kinds with the hotel staff and local people, and begin to see what life is really about – and some of it is ugly.
The story is narrated by Cecil (actually Cecilia) and the writing is gorgeous; it really is as though a thirteen-year-old girl wrote it, in terms of her thoughts and emotions, anyway, although the words are more sophisticated than that. Her descriptions of places, events and emotions feel genuine and heartfelt, and very powerful. The characters are well described and feel like real people, and I am sure this is down not only to the cleverness and skill of the author in remembering what it was like to be a teenager but also because much of what happens really happened to her and her family.
I won’t say more. Read the book, it’s brilliant, and I can see why it has never been out of print since it was published in 1958. I have the Folio Society version which is beautifully illustrated. If you read that one, you can read the short Foreword written by the author’s daughter, but don’t read the Introduction by Jane Asher or the author’s Preface until after you have read the book, or it will spoil it for you. I loved this book and would give it six stars if I could.
September 5, 2022
Wonderful. One of the best 'child as unreliable narrator' tales I've ever read.
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