The Dust that Falls from Dreams
by Louis de Bernieres
Reviewed by Lindsay Robertson, Julie Peake and John Peake
A delight to read. Bernieres is an author who really has a feeling for words and people with all their foibles and insecurities. The war descriptions are lucid without bring overpowering and the occasional lapses into French greatly enhanced the tale. My schoolboy French allowed me to read on and did not interrupt the flow. Sophie with her deliberate malapropism and nonsensical words raised many a chuckle. The description of life and construction of characters is superb and I would willingly read more of this author’s work
For once I agree with the book reviews, A richly rewarding read. A feast of a novel It is pure escapism of the highest quality
Lindsay Robertson My Rating 7.5
I delightful tale of families and friends. Their passions and hopes, love and despair all set around the horrors of the first world war. They were part of the new elite where money, rather than breeding, secured status.
The development of the characters, from the carefree early days of childhood through the struggles and aftermath of the war were well depicted.
The lovely Mr McCosh with his passion for golf and inventions was a wonderful father. His four daughters each developed quite differently.
Pious, but beautiful Rosie was the central character in the book. Her passionate love of Ash dominated all her life from childhood and well into her marriage to Daniel and the tragedy if his death was very moving. Tall Cristobel happily formed a close relationship with Gaskill, a female war artist., Ottilie remained a spinster and gentle Sophie had a wonderful marriage to the Reverend Fairhead.
Much of the excellent depiction of life in the trenches is from the letters sent home by the boys as well as Ash’ diary. A graphic picture emerges of the mud, cold, deprivation and death of so many of their comrade but also of courage and mateship that develops in such circumstance. I did wonder how they found the time and energy to write such long letters while up their knees in mud.
I found Mrs McCosh’s infatuation with the Royal family very tiresome and I cannot imagine Buckingham Palace would bother to reply her frequent letters. Her dreadful experience in Folkstone when an unexpected air strike killed her best friend, Myrtle in front of her eyes was truly a truly awful affair. No wonder she was never the same again.
There were several moments of humour throughout the book. Daniel and Archie’s audacious display at the coronation party. The Pitt boys’ aeronautical exploits over France. The Seance at Madame Valentine’s and the advice from the Squadron Leader when he heard of Daniels forthcoming nuptials. “why on earth would you marry an English girl”
His predictions almost came true as Rosie, who still yearned for the long-dead Ash, turned out to be a very cold wife. Fortunately, a change of scene saw Rosie, Daniel and their young daughter Esther move to Ceylon where she at last she realised that she loved him. Louis painted a wonderful, idealist picture of Ceylon at that time.
A nice touch at the end when Rosie started to write a love poem entitled’ For Daniel’
My only complaint is that the book is too long, but I did enjoy it and gave it 7
A delightful story of a small group of neighbours spanning a couple of decades at the beginning of the 20th century. In the middle is the Great War which has drastic effects on them.
Apart from the relationships with the principal characters, a number of thymes are addressed.
The horror of war, class differences, social mores, how to deal with delusional people [the mother] even flirting with the supernatural.
The expression style is very much in keeping with the period [pre post-modernism].
I found it very enjoyable, but a little long. I give it a rating of 7.
103- ‘the trouble with them was that they were half English & half Scottish, respectable, & imbued with the powerful emotional restraint that those races have inherited … from the Spartans.
106- ‘I want to go and nurse the wounded … Your mother would never allow it. Soldiers get wounded in all sorts of places…’
108- ‘’A mother can never be wrong, and a daughter’s duty is always to be in agreement with her.’ … ‘A wife’s duty is to agree with her husband’
195- ‘The servants are the concern of the lady of the house’ she replied, to which he responded, ‘and the lady of the house is the concern of its master.’
219- ‘An heroic clergyman!’ exclaimed Sophie. ‘how marvellously anonymous!’ … ‘I’m always getting them muddled up.’ … ‘Anomalous?’
282- ‘Every woman needs a man to torment. She needs someone to upset her, someone to disapprove of, someone 301whose pleasures she can prevent’
301- ‘What on earth did we do in the days before telegrams?’
341- ‘… unveiling the statue to Edith Cavell’ – play about her at Lind Lane last month.
413- ‘Are you by any chance Bertrand Russell?’