Author: Anne Goodwin
Published: 15th May 2023
Category: Contemporary Fiction, Literary Fiction
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After half a century confined in a psychiatric hospital, Matty has moved to a care home on the Cumbrian coast. Next year, she’ll be a hundred, and she intends to celebrate in style. Yet, before she can make the arrangements, her ‘maid’ goes missing.
Irene, a care assistant, aims to surprise Matty with a birthday visit from the child she gave up for adoption as a young woman. But, when lockdown shuts the care-home doors, all plans are put on hold.
But Matty won’t be beaten. At least not until the Black Lives Matter protests burst her bubble and buried secrets come to light.
Will she survive to a hundred? Will she see her ‘maid’ again? Will she meet her long-lost child?
Rooted in injustice, balanced with humour, this is a bittersweet story of reckoning with hidden histories in cloistered times.
Matty Windsor is a protagonist I’ll remember for a long time. After the trauma of her past she now lives in a care home in Cumbria and is nearing her 100th birthday. Matty imagines her milestone birthday as a stylish affair and is geared up for the performance of her life as befits her perception of herself. She certainly delivers, but not quite in the way she envisaged, due to the Covid pandemic. Nevertheless, she is a sensation thanks to technology and her new ‘maid’.
The narrative alternates between locations – Scarrowdale, the care home in West Cumbria, Bristol and Somerset, and also several viewpoints. We learn about the characters from their everyday lives. There’s Gloria, a widow with a son, Tim, who is battling health issues, and his partner, Brendan. Much is learned through Irene’s inner, very Cumbrian, dialogue during her visits to a certain grave. I wondered what would draw these people together and how they related to Matty. Some are more obvious than others and as the story unfolds there are snippets which begin to slowly unravel mysteries and secrets.
Anne Goodwin portrays Matty beautifully and in a way that endears her to the reader, both in the confusion of her thoughts and also the rarer moments of clarity.
Her skull is a cutting room, celluloid clippings strewn across the floor. She plunges in, gathers armfuls, splices frames into a continuous strip. Things that happened meld with things that might have and things that never would. Each time, a different sequence, composed of disparate segments, creates her personal history afresh.
A lovely review, Cathy. Thank you!
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Thanks, Val 🙂
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Sounds great – I love the quote, which is so true about how we use memories to remake our stories of ourselves.
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It’s very true and especially for this character.
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This sounds pretty good, Cathy! Glad to see how much you enjoyed this one. Thanks for sharing! 🙂
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It really is 🙂 Thanks for commenting.
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