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The House in Norham Gardens epub

by Penelope Lively


The House in Norham Gardens epub

ISBN: 0749707909

ISBN13: 978-0749707903

Author: Penelope Lively

Category: Literature and Fiction

Language: English

Publisher: Mammoth (May 16, 1994)

Pages: 160 pages

ePUB book: 1334 kb

FB2 book: 1446 kb

Rating: 4.5

Votes: 512

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Home Penelope Lively The House in Norham Gardens. Penelope writes for adults and children, and in 1973 she won the Carnegie Medal for her children’s book The Ghost of Thomas Kempe and the Whitbread Award in 1976 for A Stitch in Time.

Home Penelope Lively The House in Norham Gardens. The House in Norham Gardens, . Penelope is regarded as one of the most talented British authors and was awarded the OBE in 1989 and the CBE in 2002 for her outstanding services to literature. Penelope is a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, and lives in London. I know not how it may be with others. It snows more heavily outside cities. Beyond the houses the fields were ranged one beyond another in pure, receding squares of white. 2. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18. ‘Perfectly. Snow was piled against the dark hedges, too, untrodden and unfouled. From the top of the bus Clare looked down upon small grey villages huddled around church spires. Knowing about time does. Being able to remember

Home Penelope Lively The House in Norham Gardens. 3. Being able to remember. Back at Norham Gardens, they drank hot soup in the kitchen, and thanked each other for the day. It had, Clare thought, been one of the best days for ages, but now that it was over she felt tired, and a silence had grown up between them. John read the newspaper, frowning at something, withdrawn into a world of other, adult, preoccupations.

Back at Norham Gardens, making tea, she remembered the Christmas roses. Clocks ticked, the fire sighed and shifted. If there was a world beyond Norham Gardens, where urgent and consuming things went on, it seemed very far away. At the far end of the garden, under the wall, there was a place where Christmas roses grew, left over from years ago when the garden had been cherished and cared for. They must be very persistent, Christmas roses. She put on wellingtons and went out into the dusk to find them. Clare thought: I am like the aunts, we are both at a time when nothing much is happening to us. They have finished having things happen to them, and I haven’t started yet.

Penelope Lively's story concerns what was then the vast noble decay of Victorian North Oxford, a mossy, creaking estate . The actual road, Norham Gardens, is still very much there. The actual house in the book, Number 40, is an invention and never was.

The actual road, Norham Gardens, is still very much there.

Norham Gardens' is so perfect for stuff like that. appear in the landscape, and of interpreting the past through examination of these layers. Butler calls this "applied archeology".

There is a lot more I could say about this book and about how Ms Lively includes themes such as: the passing of time, the fear of change, the importance of family and friends, the relevance of history - both family history and history in the wider sense, and a whole lot more, but I shall leave all of that for those who have. yet to read the book to discover.

40 Norham Gardens, Oxford, is the home of Clare Mayfield, her two aged aunts and two lodgers. The house is a huge Victorian monstrosity, with rooms all full of old furniture, old papers, old clothes, memorabilia - it is like a living museum. Clare discovers in a junk room the vividly painted shield which her great-grandfather, an eminent anthropologist, had brought back from New Guinea. She becomes obsessed with its past and determined to find out more about its strange tribal origins. Dreams begin to haunt her - dreams of another country, another culture, another time, and of shadowy people.

40 Norham Gardens is a vast, eccentric Victorian house whose rooms are filled with old paper, old clothes and antiquated furniture. The thoughts of people both past and present mingle together.
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Tygre's review actually gives a very accurate summary of this book - but unlike Tygre, I never found this book boring in the least. I feel like there's a lost art to writing a book in which nothing much happens. There's so much to THINK about here. Clare *is* bored; she's also stifled; but she's also coming to terms with the impending loss of her aunts, the only loving family she has, and all the physical remains that the house itself represents. But as Clare thinks, "unlike the house, the aunts had not set fast in 1890," or something similar. All the characters are beautifully drawn and their interaction is what makes the book so enchantingly charming. Definitely an unfamiliar taste to anyone raised on the non-stop action of Suzanne Collins - The House in Norham Gardens is a beautiful tribute to another age, and to *coming* of age.

Incidentally, that house has probably now been subdivided into four flats which sell for about a million pounds a piece. (That's what happened to the houses of two of my friends who grew up in Norham Gardens.)
This is the first book I've read from Penelope Lively. It's a novel set in Oxford in the late 1970s about a young teenage girl, Clare, living with her great-aunts in an antiquated Victorian house. The house is still packed full of things from the 1920s, including a tribal mask from Papua New Guinea that Clare's great-grandfather (the great-aunts' father) brought back from an expedition to the country. Clare unearths the mask one day in the attic and can't stop thinking about it, and she begins to have dreams about the people of Papua New Guinea and how their lives change as the twentieth century encroaches on them. The mask storyline serves as a metaphor for how time affects our lives, and is directly parallel to how time affects the lives of Clare and her great-aunts.

Nothing really happens in this story: there is not much action, it's more of a story about how people feel and think about their futures and their pasts. Clare does the regular sort of things that 14-year-old girls do -- she goes to school, plays with her friend, goes shopping for presents in stores where the shopkeepers look down their noses at her, and misbehaves in a play at school. While she's doing all that, though, she makes some interesting observations about life and time -- the house she lives in has seen the lives of many people pass by, and all the things they've left behind make it seem almost like those people still live there. She thinks about how her great-aunts are sort of stuck in the 1920s, the time period when they were most active. She thinks about how you can't wait for the weekend to get here, and then spend most of the weekend being bored and not having anything to do.

I only gave this book two stars because while Clare's observations are interesting, I spent a lot of time waiting for something to happen in the novel and being slightly disappointed when nothing really did. Looking at the reviews of Lively's other books, though, it seems like most of her novels are more internal stories rather than action-packed, so I don't think I would have been as impatient with the novel if I had known this, but as I hadn't known this, I found the story boring. The best part about this book is the descriptions of her house and Oxford, which are very realistic -- I would love to live in a house with character like Clare's! The story is slow, overall, but if you're looking for something that will make you think about how we view getting older and the process of modernization, then I think this would be a good choice.