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Owing a debt to Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice, Barbara Pym's An Unsuitable Attachment is an elegant and witty comedy of manners from an acclaimed author who Philip Larkin called 'the most underrated novelist of the century'.'I'm a huge fan of Barbara Pym' - Richard Osman, author of The Thursday Murder Club'The day comes in the life of every single man living alone when he must give a dinner party.'The parish of St Basil, on the fringes of North Kensington, is all of a flutter due to the arrival of Rupert Stonebird, a most eligible bachelor, in the neighbourhood. The local matchmakers are sure he will make a suitable husband for the vicar's wife's sister, Penny, or perhaps for local librarian Ianthe Broome?But Ianthe is in danger of forming a most unsuitable attachment to her new library assistant, John, a man of questionable background with not a penny to his name . . .'Barbara Pym is one of my most favourite novelists. Few other writers have given me more laughter and more pleasure' - Jilly Cooper, author of The Rutshire Chronicles… (more)
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Ianthe Broom, Daisy Pettigrew, Sister Dew, and one or two others whose names she could never remember, now sat down round the table and began to discuss the final arrangements for the bazaar, which had always been exactly the same and always would be, except that from one year to another a pint more or less of milk might be ordered for the teas. (p. 53)
Sophia is also slightly obsessed with her cat, Faustina, who is always in the background engaging in typical feline behavior:
Her tone was a little agitated for she had also just seen Faustina mount the refreshment table and pick her way delicately among the dishes of cakes and savouries, sniffing the air, ready to pause and pounce when she came upon something that took her fancy. (p. 60)
Sophia finds sympathetic company in Daisy Pettigrew and her brother Edwin, who run a cattery. But when conversation lags or gets awkward, Sophia fills the gap by comparing Faustina to various humans, or wondering aloud what Faustina is doing at that moment. This never seems to help matters, but it made for amusing reading.
Then there's Ianthe Broom, a 30-something unmarried daughter of a curate. She works in a library and recently moved into the parish. Most consider her past her prime, but Sophia is concerned about her competing with Penelope for male attention. Ianthe is oblivious to all of this; she's not looking for a mate, and values her independence. She is both surprised and flattered when a male colleague begins paying attention to her. But is he suitable? Or will others judge her?
A church-sponsored trip to Rome puts everyone out of their element. This heightens anxieties, but new experiences also offer opportunities for self-discovery. Ianthe and Penelope both return to England with a better understanding of what they want from life and their relationships.
Pym's world is familiar to anyone who has ever been involved in church committees, and she simultaneously respects and pokes fun at this slice of society. Sophia's "crazy cat lady" personality made me laugh out loud on several occasions. And so, for that matter, did Faustina (especially since I had a cat in my lap most of the time when I was reading this book)!
I've read most of Barbara Pym's books, and enjoyed them all. An Unsuitable Attachment is now one of my favorites.
This novel is vintage Pym: “genteel” ladies and spinsters, and a gentle romantic comedy set in a parish community. It’s funny and sharp, and the characters are very much in Barbara Pym’s style. Ianthe Broome is one of the independent “excellent women” that Pym writes so well about; Rupert Stonebird is an anthropologist whose single status makes him a victim for the matchmaking ladies of the parish (but the reader has a sneaking suspicion that he’s a bit of a cad). Even Faustina, Sophia Ainger’s cat, is a character unto herself (although I felt her emotional dependence on the cat was a little disturbing sometimes). The romance aspect of the book takes a back seat to the characters, which is just as well considering that the characters are so strong.
I loved the fact that this novel was set, albeit briefly, in Rome; some of the comments that some of the narrow-minded characters make are hysterical (since Pym has a habit of mercilessly poking fun at people). An Unsuitable Attachment is classic Barbara Pym, and probably one of my favorites by her.
The action centres around an
In the middle of the book, practically the entire cast go on a trip to Rome, and we have all sorts of ludicrous glimpses of the English abroad, 1960s style. Pym is enjoying herself so much here that we even get an explicit Firbank reference thrown in.
The book as published clearly has its faults, and it isn't likely to do much for you if you're after a good soppy love story, but there is a good deal of pleasure here for the rest of us.
October 2013
Again my undying gratitude to Library Thing and the Barbara Pym group there, I will continue on in my endeavors but I “chart the course with (some) regret.” Once I’ve read them all, well I’ll read them again – yes of course I’ll read them again and find something new but…alas.
An unsuitable Attachment, this novel is a novel of relationships, that wouldn’t appear to be well, good ideas – and what is so fine about the novel, it makes no judgment either way. After “things,” are settle the author leaves us to think what we might. Will older and younger persevere? Was the relationship forged for her house and “nice things?” Will he finally get her attention without making her cry? All the awful clucking and raised eyebrows were given full vent, marriage, like the stork persevered and everyone went home nodding or shaking their heads.
No sage thoughts, really just wonderful surprises, shocks and out right laughter.
And getting us there was Ms Pym’s genius and oh (I know I know I’ve said this before) that it took me so long to find her! She epitomizes what I envy in a writer, especially a woman – her point is made that often there are no answers to life’s questions but that does not mean that women need buckle to convention. Independence is a viable way of life, a pleasant, peaceful, way of life that loneliness need not intrude upon.
"She sat humbly in the cold church, making some effort to get into the right mood for the service. God is content with little, she told herself, but sometimes we have so little that it is hardly worth the offering."
There were a few
From Mervyn, the catty librarian: "Why is it, I wonder, that when books have things spilt on them it is always bottled sauce or gravy of the thickest and most repellent kind rather than something utterly exquisite and delicious?"
And from Sophia, the cat-obsessed vicar's wife: "I feel sometimes that I can't reach Faustina as I've reached other cats."
If the book had been more like this all the time, I would have enjoyed it much more. But in fact, it was mostly fussy and staid, and so dated I wanted to cringe at times.
I found this thought-provoking. If John and Ianthe are indeed the unsuitable attachment (as opposed to Sophia and Faustina), John is a far
Sophia's affection for and attentions to Faustina are surely intend to be because she and Mark have no children, although I do not recall this being spelt out. I found her a sad character. I hope Penelope doesn't settle.
I liked it so much I just bought another two Barbara Pym reprints from Virago Press.
An Unsuitable Attachment was to be Barbara Pym's seventh published novel until, fatefully, it was rejected by her
My paperback (Grafton) edition has a foreward by Philip Larkin which, sadly, is not in my hardcover (Dutton) edition. Larkin, a longtime friend and penpal of Pym's, admits that this is not her strongest work. And, indeed, it isn't. The "unsuitable attachment" at the heart of the novel emerges rather slowly, before suddenly feeling like a foregone conclusion. And while there is much of Pym's typically astute character observation, the book doesn't sparkle with the vim and vigour of - frankly - all of her earlier novels (including her then-unpublished first, Crampton Hodnet).
Perhaps this is because Pym - 50 years old when she finished this novel - was drifting from her "early" and "middle" stages as a writer into her "late" period. Her subsequent novels have a darker quality, are certainly less outright comedic, and this feels like an awkward transition, a writer trying to navigate their preferred brand even as their mind and artistry have moved elsewhere. I found myself laughing less frequently, and underwhelmed by the marriage of Sophie and Mark (after the successful investigations of happy-but-bittersweet-in-a-typically-English-way marriages in Jane and Prudence and especially A Glass of Blessings, one feels as if Pym doesn't quite get to the nub of this one), as well as by the character of Penelope as a whole - who should surely be at the heart of things.
Nevertheless, we only have 12 full-length Pym novels (alongside the miscellany of shorter writings) and it's our duty to cherish every one. I shall do so! There are plenty of neat little moments, twists, and historical insights to this bygone age that shouldn't feel so far away. This is still satisfying Pym for those of us who enjoy the complete canon of works, but truthfully would only rank as two-stars outside of the world of Pymheads, I'm afraid. I would suggest new readers leave it until near the end of their journey.